Mother Tree
mother tree
shelter
natural shelter
spider and web
moth and gnat
nature's shelter
mother tree
humans within
unnatural
her head first
him feet first
a breech
mother tree
breech
unnatural act
in a natural setting
we plundered her
searching for sensation
Haiku
The cracks so remain
crevices of the river
rerouted for man
the lizard tail plant
filled with holes of the hungry
bugs that carry on
The Indian Trail
The Indian Trail
traders, hunters passage
into White-y world
Oh, how she came to welcome them
Oh, how they became unwanted
Oh, how their land and their wares were wanted.
The Indian Trail
poets, writers trespass
into Indian history
Oh, how they came to write
Oh, how they became curious
Oh, how they mourn and their hearts weep.
Savages, really.
The Way (it never was)
Rich in heritage and culture
The Indian way
The trail
The tears.
We relish the memory
wiped out
Relished
too late.
Signs
Native heritage
learn about the way
it never was.
Learn about the way
white crime lies.