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To Reach Beyond. Ojibway poem

Updated on January 27, 2013
The silt of night allows day-sparks begin their shine.
The silt of night allows day-sparks begin their shine. | Source
The setting sun delays the pewter tone of eve only for a  while.
The setting sun delays the pewter tone of eve only for a while. | Source

Lament :


This black night covers swiftly

silts blue and rose,

becomes pewter, obsidian.


Run from the dark!

Nowhere to go!




Super moon of 2011
Super moon of 2011 | Source

Flung particles of day

spark ebony night.

I see round-fire arise.

Its ice-fire is warm;

I am cold, I am so cold.


My eyes burn with watching

through this teardrop night.

The innocent child pours out life to share, and does not yet know...destruction of innocence.
The innocent child pours out life to share, and does not yet know...destruction of innocence. | Source

Transplanted :

I step my days as

stalking stealthy forests.

I walk concrete streets

in moccasioned heart.

I stand a moment on an

architectural patch of green

misted by boy/pitcher

pouring water...

I walk busy trails alone, yet never out of step with time, nor thought.
I walk busy trails alone, yet never out of step with time, nor thought. | Source


my thirsty roots delve,

these - invisible threads -

to inner earth,


entwine new life,


draw deep

the breath of mother.


Then I go.

It is the bits and pieces of responsibility placed in order each at its time, that build the walls of success and roofs of shelter.
It is the bits and pieces of responsibility placed in order each at its time, that build the walls of success and roofs of shelter. | Source

Progression :

Facade upon my face, I sit alone.

Sunshafts stab my thought of home.

Across my desk I lean to warmth,

watch this clock that does not move.

My fingers rustle papers,

as I yearn, and cling

to whishing wind in mountain pine,

those pinon scented hours.


I shall be free again...someday...

.

The mighty treasured eagle knows a world we may not see, until we learn to fly, higher than a mountain. Its natural expertise is formed in a nest of stick, and the soft feathering of its caretaker.
The mighty treasured eagle knows a world we may not see, until we learn to fly, higher than a mountain. Its natural expertise is formed in a nest of stick, and the soft feathering of its caretaker. | Source

In explanation of 'To Reach Beyond'.

With a distant Ojibway Indian heritage, my poem reaches back to a part of history that held hardship, sorrow, and at times injustice. However, amid the progression of Time, societal change, and with rapidly increasing technology; with a personal responsibility of workmanship and success...a heart never forgets the heritage of home.

The engagement of our young minds in constant re-happenings of Nature, those of sorrow and death, some of grandiose beauty, those indelible touches on a heart, all effect life as we walk on unending personal journeys. That interaction of Nature and human mind, so prevalent in an Indian heritage for example, will remain a part of us...forever. On the basis of foundational childhood experiences, the adult molts again and again into the interesting and kinetic being that shall ever be, continually progressing, never ceasing to exist.

Perhaps we all long for some solace from the past. Only as we face our truths of life past and present, can we accept, learn, change, and appreciate treasures that may be ours alone.

A brief glimpse of an Oklahoma treasure.

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      lorenmurcia 5 years ago

      explanation very well said! nice poem, too...

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      Eddie-Perkins 5 years ago

      Very interesting Frogy. Thanks for sharing. Vote up and interesting. ~ eddie

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      Mary Hyatt 5 years ago from Florida

      Hi Frogy! This was great. I voted it UP. You must have been reading my mind, cause I just published a Hub about a man who was tired of the business world, and wanted to be free. Check it out. See you soon, I hope, Mary

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      RedElf 5 years ago from Canada

      You have some lovely photos to complement your lovely words.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      lorenmurcia, thank you very much!

      Eddie-Perkins, I am pleased you visited!

      Mary615, thank you...I shall see your hub.

      RedElf, thank you for visiting and enjoying.

      Good wishes to all four of you early visitors, and may you

      all renew your strength and hope in beautiful happenings!

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      Christopher Antony Meade 5 years ago from Gillingham Kent. United Kingdom

      Inspirational words, lovely pictures, and a beautiful sunset, or sunrise. Thanks for sharing with us.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      christopheranton, thank you for visiting and your nice comment. The video is a recent sunset at a park I frequent close to home. One can barely hear the crickets, wind and some bird calls if your sound is turned up.

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      WD Curry 111 5 years ago from Space Coast

      Beautiful. I have a trace of Native American. Not sure what tribe. It wasn't cool to be a half-breed in S.W. Texas back in the day when my great grandfather married one. Still, I know this line. You said it eloquently.

      "I walk concrete streets

      in moccasined heart."

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      WD Curry 111, thank you for sharing your beautiful understanding. You are right: We have no choice in how we came...but DO in where we go, and how. Thank you for your welcome visit here.

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      Barbara Radisavljevic 5 years ago from Templeton, CA

      Such vivid images! I especially identified with this one:

      My fingers rustle papers,

      as I yearn

      and cling to whishing wind

      in mountain pine,

      those pinon scented hours.

      Thanks for sharing. Your photos were well-chosen

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      WannaBWriter, thank you for your pleasant comment. Haven't we all had 'vacation thoughts' while supposedly deciphering all those papers?

      The poem wording arrangement does not at all please me but that is all I could come up with using the pictures.

      Thank you again for your visit.

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      Vinaya Ghimire 5 years ago from Nepal

      I loved you photo, I loved your poetry. Pictures and words are carefully chosen. Great work.

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      Peggy Woods 5 years ago from Houston, Texas

      Really enjoyed this especially the following lines...

      "I walk concrete streets

      in moccasioned heart."

      What a beautiful nod to not only Indian culture but also to the nature that resides in most everyone's heart of hearts. Rated beautiful and up!

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 5 years ago from The Caribbean

      Creative! Unusual subject to capture by photos. Good job!

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      Maria Jordan 5 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

      I feel an instant connect with your work. It is very soothing and peaceful. No one may take our heart unless we share it; thank you for sharing with us.

      This is awesome and beautiful, mar.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      Vinaya and Peggy, thank you for your perception and enjoyment, and for your kind comments.

      MsDora, I wrote this poem quite a few years ago and its expression has been repeatedly valuable to me. I have fought with picture placement here, but thank you for enjoying anyway.

      Marcoujor, you are right...even through the perceived sadness there is peace, beauty, progression...and success. Thank you for your comment!

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      Robert Elias Ballard 5 years ago from Zirconia, North Carolina

      Great expression and some great writing.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      Fiddleman, thank you for your kind comment. Everytime I see your avatar, I want to hear some music!

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      Tammy 5 years ago from USA

      What a beautiful poem. I love the pictures you have posted. I love to watch the sun rise and set just to see the beautiful colors on display. Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      tipoague thank you for your enjoyment of the natural beauty. I also love to watch the changing scenery of sunrise and sunset...they are never the same!

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      Gary Eby 5 years ago from Cave Junction, Oregon

      What if we are already free? Maybe all we need to do is vent the pain, connect with our inner Light, and claim our freedom from the mountaintops. There is much beauty here today. Sending you purple Light. Peace....Gary.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      qlcoach, thank you for expressing your recognition of 'our freedom'! Hard won, appreciated, but successful! Glad you came and visited.

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      trecords0 5 years ago from DeLand, Florida

      I don't think I have any direct American Indian in my DNA, but I do have a sense of an old Indian spirit inside of me. It gives me enjoyment and contentment when I meditate upon it, and I can relate. The collective ways of native aboriginals everywhere have always been an inspirational model for my actions in daily life, and I admit I feel a personal shame and sadness for what "the white man" stole, raped, and erased from those cultures. I lament the loss of the connectedness these civilizations possessed, yet I move forward through this digital world carrying their sensibilities.

      Beautiful poem. Thanks for writing it.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      trecords0, thank you for sharing your thoughts and vision. It is to be greatly appreciated and complimented. It pleases me within to see and share your comment!

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      Justin W Price 5 years ago from Juneau, Alaska

      very good work. I enjoyed this thouroughly

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      PDXKaraokeGuy thank you for visiting and for your comment.

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      "Quill Again" 5 years ago

      Hi frogfish... voted up and awesome... your words spoke deeply into my spirit. After many years in the north here in Canada and spending a great deal of time around the Cree Natives I gained a great deal of knowledge of their belief's and harmony with nature. Creation begins with the Creator and it is a fine balance.. Thank you for sharing

      Blessings

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      Glad you visited and commented, Quill Again. Our Creator made a fantastic world for us to explore, but that is nothing compared to what can be inside our heart by His love there. (By the way what about your Kindle + books?)

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      Brenda Krupnow 5 years ago from Bradenton, Florida

      Beautiful poem. It seems we have something in common, as we both have distant Indian ancestors that provoke us to write, only mine are Cerokee. For a little more about me, perhaps you should read "Diary of Hope Georgia." Great hub, I loved the sunset video, and I voted up and beautiful.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      Love your name Deerwhisperer. Thank you for visiting, and glad you enjoyed the video. Going to check our your hub now.

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      PADDYBOY60 5 years ago from Centreville Michigan

      Very nice.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      PADDYBOY60, thank you, glad you enjoyed the visit.

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      jtrader 5 years ago

      Sometimes those trips can give us some of the strength we need to complete the things we must do.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      What an insightful comment! Thank you, jtrader!

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      Linda Rogers 5 years ago from Minnesota

      Your beautiful poetry is a great reflection of you and your past. Your style of prose is soothing and flows effortlessly.

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      Minnetonka Twin (identical!) thank you for your visit and enjoying the hub. :-)

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      BeyondMax 5 years ago from Sydney, Australia

      Oh, wow. That was incredibly deep, thoughtful and striking... Love the photos, such a great work, love this hub to bits!

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      BeyondMax, your perception shows that you have experience in the kind of progress shown here. Thanks for sharing your words!

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      Rob Lattin 4 years ago from Born in Chicago, now I'm in Mostly Michigan

      The poem takes serious thought and your explanation carries it further. thank you for writing and sharing something refreshing.

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      frogyfish 4 years ago from Central United States of America

      Rob Lattin, thank you for reading and thinking about this poem, and more for your commenting also. Your Michigan is nearer to Ojibway memory than my current hot, dry country. I am a bit envious.

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      Juliet Stewart-Austin 2 years ago from San Antonio, TX.

      Simply beautiful, the way your thoughts convey and capture..., I'm there.

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      frogyfish 2 years ago from Central United States of America

      Juliet Stewart, thank you for a gracious visit. I am happy you came!

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