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"cayuga" poems
Long ago Long before the dawn of his youth Lived a boy, a young boy A boy who had a dream A childhood dream. He would lay at the forest glade And gaze, gaze in wonder At the peculiar workings of the earth. He would count all the birds of the sky Wander into the dark forest deep Stroll by the humming river And paint with all the colors of the earth. The night's inner glow, The wild's cheerful tune; All of earth's splashy marvel Would prompt his thoughts To travel the world In search of a secret. The blue waters of the Pacific seemed a decent start, he thought Perhaps a swim in the depths of Waikiki Beach Or a hike up Mt. Rainier A stroll in the scenic wonderlands of Northern Idaho Maybe a nice dinner in Broadmoor Hotel at Colorado Springs Or build a cabin in Minnesota's lake country A day picnic at Mt. Chocorua A quick walk down Boston Common Or a Tulip time at Bronx, Drifted his mind. Bend of Susquehanna, Cayuga Lake, Chesapeake Bay, Rehoboth Beach Flashed upon his sight. Then one day, not long ago To his surprise He found the secret Veiled in one who owns his heart.
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 12:05 PM UTC
Childhood Dream
I. He was in the wilderness a place where no man strays           he had nothing to accomplish alone there on the fray Standing oaks reaching tall           with green crowns bearing life beams of sunlight piercing stillness           red cardinal and his wife Creepy crawlers in the damp           black and moist their stay leaves shed carpet years far gone           dry twigs upon it lay Walking, watching, listening           snake silent moving still squirrel grey lounging overhead           sadness here is nil Golden finch laughing chatter           dance in full costume twisted vines, honeysuckle           shares her bright perfume II. Breathe in deeply, rest awhile           Virginian countrymen dreams of days long time past           days of the Powhatan Before the European man           washed their tribe in pain before the Spanish smallpox           before so many slain They danced the dream of brotherhood           Siouan, Tutelo adopted by Cayuga           into the northern snow Monacan nation, native land           wind, water, fire, earth renape spirit guiding silence           offering rebirth
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Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 8:49 AM UTC
Renape
raised for eggs and meat quieter than most duck breeds black, Cayuga ducks
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Feb 16, 2022
Feb 16, 2022 at 9:34 PM UTC
Cayuga Ducks