Injun-your stories are interesting? Are you writing a book? You should, about an Indian cowboy wandering and figuring out his life.
i get alot of that. since *long time ago* i been writing and just threw them away after i was done. then one day i decided to share with all of you here in pws.com. im glad you guys enloy what i been posting and will continue to write. just remember that you guys are free to share here also.
jdazmum - lets hear from you, i know you got something for us. make up a story or poem or whatever you got then post it here.
yeah you are a good writter.Tell some more.
Iam not wankan tanka-- tho majic flows through my spirit.
I am not a prisoner-- but I cant leave.
I fear death -- but not my own.
There is no wicked - only with in me.
I am a woman - a lover- a worrior.
i lived on the roof of my hogan for two days before i finished it. the sun as i remember it wasnt my fren, because it burned everything. the tips of my ears looked like fried bacon. the skin on my knees seemed to have evaporated. still i had this smile on my face when i laid my hammer down. slowly i rolled over onto my back and just layed there. i just looked at everything. the tips of juniper trees, jets flying to phoenix, puffy clouds drifting across the sky. maybe then is when i closed my eyes. i heard crows gawking in the background. i heard a breeze move through the trees. i started to imagine mee having a ceremony in our new hogan. the ladies were outside cooking and talking, inside the the medicine man was waiting for his meal, and next to him i built a small cedar fire. i could hear people talking and laughing. this is how i dreamed it, and as far as i know this was how it was gonna be. it was my dream so i just layed there. on the roof, in the center, at the peak, with the evening sun shining down i just lay there. out of the sky, out of nowhere this drop of water dropped from the sky. i didnt know this and if i did i probably wouldnt have seen it. i remember it hit me delicately between my eyebrows. what a strange feeling.. my first reaction was to wipe it from my brow, then look around. there was no water on my head or anybody around. wow, i just been blessed. i was tired but i got up and walked around. dinner was almost ready. the scent of pork steaks filled the air. i finished what was left in my water bottle and watched the sun go down. certain things in life you remember. so, to show appreciation for the blessing i only use the hogan like i dreamed.
from the corner of my eye i watched my brother blow smoke onto his eagle feathers, the ground - mother nature, then he blessed himself. he took one big puff and let it go. I even faintly heard some words come from his mouth I tried to listen to my brother but I wasn't the creator. I know I witnessed something special and I was genuinely happy for him. I felt like I made a baby laugh for the first time or even watching a newborn colt get off its knees. I almost forgot this ceremony was for me and my bad dreams.
thx for light, grandmothers, and silver.
Last edited by injunboy; 07-30-2005 at 01:07 PM..
What does it matter when we care for only ourselves?
1.) this morning i got up at 3am to watch the sunrise. i turned on our battery powered radio in the livingroom. then i went outside to get some water from a barrell to make some coffee. i turned on the propane stove, filled the perkolator with the required amount of starbucks coffee and waited. i waited next to an old kerosene lamp and a rechargeable coleman lantern. i read the newspaper that was two days old for the second time *like something was gonna change* about a mile away i seen flashes by the canyon and i could tell it was raining good there. the breeze was probably making its way up the canyon, through the trees all the way to my front door. i knew if i opened the door i could smell the rain waiting there. well, it was getttin late or really really early depending on how you looked at it. so i turned on the generator and watched the sun come up on satelite t.v. in all its glory there staring at mee was the sun. it was okay. it didnt have the effect i wanted. i wanted to pray or something, maybe put some pollen down and say a few things. it wasnt the same, so i had to wait for the real thing.
lets get the hell outta here.
it to a fur trader.
with shiney shoes on his feet.
Your descriptive makes me want to be there.Thanks for the view of another world so far from me. SOmeday I will walk there I feel it.
You are a beautiful person! You have wonderful insight! You are truely blessed with a wonderful gift, of thought and writting, I love reading your thread!
I tried to send good reps, but it says I have to spread it around!
four years where did they go. one stormy winter morning he decided he needed to go. her, she made coffee naked and hopped in the shower. like he was gonna tell her he walked up to the bathroom door put his hand on the knob and paused. 'what am i going to say?' it wasnt working so he headed for the front door. its still unsure why but he hung his keys,emptied his pockets and walked out the door.
for four days and four nights she drove around looking for him. did he go get his horse in the canyon? was he with his grandmother in the mountains? was i supposed to meet him somewhere? somewhere stuck in a snowdrift it started to sink in. hes just gone.
one year passed since he passed in his sleep. 'you could have told me baby' was written on the wall. she found staring at stars at night entertaining and then one night while driving *their* chevy dually she seen her first falling star. it was bright shiny and had a long beautiful tail. she says 'damm thats pretty'. so that night she backed her dually up to the house climbed on top and just layed there.
technically it was just a meteor shower. to her, she was in a differnt world. it was like somebody was singing at a round dance just for her. it was like the stars were dancing for her. for a moment she could feel him next to her. there was no lonliness in her heart. she was free. she was glad she didnt give up on love. she didnt want to say goodbye, so she ran inside covered herself in ashes and wrapped herself in aluminum foil. she climbed the roof again, raised a bottle of lighter fluid and covered herself. 'i love you so much' she says. lit herself and flew off the roof.
for four days and four nights stars were shining bright. there was all shapes and sizes big ones, small ones. they danced all across the sky. red ones, blue ones, young stars, fancy stars turning this way, showing off moves. it was beautiful to see the stars dance hard that night. soon the sun came up and all the stars were gone.
I'm a City NDN hence the moniker Urbanskinz.
hey lets build a fire. then we can bare our souls. come to think of it, lets just tell each other lies. just like the good ole days. i can tell you how my pride crashed, and how i let myself go. how i ran all night just to feel the wind on my face. i can go deeper. i found myself on a windless day standing in a field staring into space. i think i liked it there. in my nothingness i had the energy to make stars crash all over the place. im my freedom i had the power to create a place for myself. i watched a polar bear do backflips in the snow. i followed a raindrop as it left a cloud until it hit the ground. this ground is where i offered to build this fire. this ground is under the stars i chose for my new gurl. only when were together is it beautiful here. for reasons youll never know, youre not welcome here. i own this ground youre standing on. get the hell outta here.