OsiyoA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaAs I sat upon your couch You asked me how were things at home I never really answered you I said I'd tell you later But it seems we went our separate ways Shared a taxicab to our destinations You kissed me passionately As we bid farewell I wonder if at the time I would have told you that home had went to hell I wonder what would have been your reply Did you really care Could you tell where my life was at that time Was it written in my face Could you see beyond the surface of me I remember after that I tried to talk to you I needed to talk to you You looked at me As you spoke these words "I've already been where you are now" Then walked away Into the night and to the bar life You turned around and said "I drink alone" Then you came up to me And you said "go home" "perhaps I will surprize you" Other words were spoken Of intimacy Between you and me You said you were "a free spirit" Something at the time I longed to be For life had not been kind to me So I wrote you letters Which you said you read Then threw them away One night I lost a poem You brought it to me And said "I know your handwriting" Yes, I remember everything you ever said to me But do you recall the night I asked you to take me to the rezervation You said "no" Well, I've never made it there At the time I needed you to help set me free You said "you are free" But you did not understand I needed to bury my dead In the American Indian way It never happened to this very day Now my only son is gone from me I still need to climb atop of Cherokee Mountain Where in my dreams the mighty eagle soars Across an azure blue sky A place where I can feel the wind in my hair As I set his ashes free As for you and me You are free So am I Mitake Oyasin We are all related We are one Osiyo
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1 Review Added on October 27, 2009 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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