I had a frightening nightmare
Last night that a black helicopter
Hovered over my house and men
In black rappelled down to the
Ground and disappeared.
Promise
I told you I would promise
You anything I could. So I
Decided to pluck the earth
Out of the sky to give to
You, plus a few extra stars
Because I love you.
Welcome
Where is Indian country?
Everywhere we stand.
Anywhere we dance.
It’s where the heart loves
The feel of our feet.
Welcome to Indian Country.
Now give us back our land!
Lived
Heaven and earth–
Is it so small a thing
To have enjoyed the sun,
To have lived joyfully in the spring,
To have loved, to have thought, to have done?
Hope
Paradise is behind that door,
In the next room–but I have
Lost the key. I hope I have
Only mislaid it.
Snow Cone
Someone just popped
Their head in the door
And asked me if I wanted
A rainbow snow cone.
Really now.
Cemetery
My love,
My love,
Even blindfolded
I would find my way
To you around this
Overgrown cemetery.
Hold Up
One night I was walking
Down a dark street. A
Masked man held me
Up at gunpoint. I
Turned my pockets
Inside out to show I
Didn’t have anything.
And he stole my pants.
Chamber Music
I stand still
I feel Monday’s soft face
Lightly caress my left shoulder
Most cherished part
Most important here and now.
Leaving
The way we talk about leaving,
Even as parts of us we uproot
Keep growing back underground.
Once rooted, always rooted.
Wordman of Alcatraz 