Gete-Ayaa AA Waawaasheshi
Author: River
The heart of a poet
and the eyes of an artist.
As I glide with stumbled steps
visions stir my muses
in rhythms of creative flow
words match strokes
canvases fill as stanzas build
needs and dreams fulfill
I share my voice with you.
My First Harvest
began on the tail of a dream with frames of another time that became mine the day we cruised north...
The Prize
Three good friends canoe down the Kinni each with their own bag of thoughts on their weekly escape They glide along the waters course under the veil of Whitman’s song cruising past mini rapids as they coast into calmer waters they hear a faint whistle from above before any of them see...
Niibi
Voices Among the Waters Reading
Movements of Morning
Breathing in aromas coffee mixed with you I shut my eyes memories flash of times past dancing to beats only lovers hear. I tuck your scent into the folds closest to my beating heart watching you sip the mornings brew exposing your chest of tattoos as you notice me ironing in my black thong you [...]
My Almost Lover
My almost lover my forever soul brother we were destined to meet both wanderers of time our spirits aligned in a bond of the mind as the story goes tells the stars and thrown stones. You saw me first all punked out the new girl in town and you the artist thought peculiar had to [...]
