Dream Singer

In memory of John the drum sang me
a medicine song for the people there
in sadness locked at his untimely passing
I entered that place of soul memory
the beat of the drum awoken again
the song sang me from a safe place
a place where I was the channel yes
a channel for peace for love for hope
Thank you Creator for gifting me song
for allowing me to carry your love in
the medicine of drum the heart beat
of this world and the next I am a song

Spring growth

Tangled mess of earth mother needing a haircut
I pull out the reluctant broom and marvel that
someone took the time to invent a puller that
makes life so much easier and the roots pop
like teeth from a cavity one by one strange
picture I am making a dentist appointment
and thinking about my works of labor today
Magnificent trees give me courage strenght
till my body tires out exhausted thirsty breath
Please mother earth forgive my lack of knowing
your preference for a cover maybe that is it
you love to be dressed in grass or broom life
pulsing we only see the surface your skin
Last night the grandfather rocks were red
I saw babies faces new born medicine rocks
from the centre core bringing heat and love
water the element of innocence we are in the
womb again in the inipi of willow we bend
into your own soul journey and give song
to earth to birds to stone to mother earth
we are you children and father sun watches
over us and grandmother moon at night
we are never alone on the face of this earth
we are never without a friend in you otter
medicine fox medicine badger medicine deer
little birds yes the swallows returned today
and we had a brief chat they ease my pain
yesterday driving fast I stunned a tiny bird
I stopped and picked up such a beautiful
little heart beat and apologized for my being
she died in my hands probably from shock
I felt awkward and an intruder in harmony
of all life as I plundered down the road
in my mechanical box of hard metal speed
I laid her body in the ditch and hoped that
she would journey on into the next reincarnation