I Heart White EarthA Poem by UC PoikaAnother true adventure but this time on the White Earth Reservation on the way to the casino there.In White Earth Reservation there is a place Where a lake comes right up to the highway But I remember most the curves and look on your face As we went through the town with name I could not say Not because Ojibwe is hard to pronounce for it ain't But because my tongue turned against me I think And we laughed until I thought I might just faint As we followed Mahnomen River to town for a drink Mahnomen means wild rice you may know, But along the way we saw an eagle's nest That had two eaglets chowing down on small game And arrived at the casino for a fry bread fest; These natural places with many nice faces Lay to rest any animosity between races! © 2014 UC Poika |
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Added on January 19, 2014 Last Updated on January 19, 2014 Tags: White Earth, reservation, sonnet, wild rice, fry bread AuthorUC PoikaBemidji,, MNAboutDid you have fun? Intrigue, supposed villains , vulnerable women, outraged family and friends, my breakdowns have the elements that make up a pretty good fiction, not good enough to write about but a.. more..Writing
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