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Little bear sat upon the mountain mesa Offering prayers to the four corners of the earth Though Little Bear wasn't sure he was ready For the responsibility of his birth His father had been a good an wise chief to the people He'd held their respect and love It wouldn't be easy following in his moccasins So to the great spirits above Little Bear chanted for guidance As the fire embers grew low A mist like fog seemed to surround him In the middle of it all a light began to glow Then suddenly she was standing there With a beautiful smile upon her face She said I heard your prayers calling... And I traveled through time and space I've looked within your mind and heart Saw into your yesterdays and your tomorrows So I shall send you a spirit guide Who shall help you in all things even sorrows As she slowly faded back to which she came Little Bear said, but how will I know what my guide may be She replied look to the horizon As the sun begins to rise and you'll see In the morning he looked across the land Greetings Little Bear...I shall always strive To bring you knowledge an wisdom So you and your people may thrive As Little Bear turned...before him was a magnificent Eagle Who gave Little Bear three feathers Telling him they stood for...courage, wisdom and honor And each time he proved to be worthy there would be others When had proven all he must He was then to make a headdress out of them For he was blessed by the spirits above And they would be like an anthem From that time on as legend tells All Indian chiefs wore the eagle feathers In praise and honor to the spirits As man and spirit walk together |
Very good as always Linda. Very good for a first whack at it. Might have been a bit longer than your regular write but definitely worth the read. Fairly good flow, rhythm and rhyme. Large amounts of imagery, giving life to your vivd descriptions. Also tought me a new word today , moccasins, thanks for that. Keep up the good work and have a blessed and wonderful day, alert me when you do the re write or revision or whatever. I would love to read that too. Your friend Jason. | Posted on 2006-04-05 00:00:00 | by Departed One | [ Reply to This ] | I enjoyed this very much Linda. There is not much you need to do really. First, in the parts where there is speaking, add " so that we know which part is speaking and which part is the narrator. Second, I agree with Dave, you seem to lose the streak you had after you mention the three feathers. Maybe leaving out the extra stuff on what he was to do with the feathers and just state he recieved 3 feathers and cherished them, and say over time what they came to mean. I would leave out how he needed to collect more feathers. I would even say the girl gave them to him and why. And just let those 3 feathers symbolize the all that the rest were meant to. It was not to long at all. I liked it. I think your imagery was great, and the feeling of being there with him was very vivid for me. You did good lady! Just revise the latter part, and add " to speaking parts and you are set. | Maggie | Posted on 2006-04-05 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ] | I liked it for the first draft. The ending kind of started to tail off after the part where you explained the meaning of the three feathers. It seems that is where you either had a hint of writers block or really didnt know how to continue it to the end. I will be interested to read the revisions you make. Nice and soothing though. Thanks for sharing. | | Posted on 2006-04-05 00:00:00 | by hyproglo | [ Reply to This ] | Linda | Very wells said I like this idea and I do believe this may carry some truth This is very creative and really does make a lot of sense I constantly ask myself one question The Good Lord created animals before people Surely there is a reason for this Ill never stop speaking to the World realizes this God Bless Ron | Posted on 2006-04-05 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ] | Since this is a first draft I won't really get into too much detail. I like the story you've got. Wondering if this might work better as just plain ol' prose? Your choice, just thought I would mention it. | Peace, Joe | Posted on 2006-04-05 00:00:00 | by joeyalphabet | [ Reply to This ] | since this is not the final version i as yet cnnot give a final coment on it ..although ican help you out a bit .Firstly i noticed some typos | Then suddenly she was standing their(there) Looked within your mind an(and) heart And they would be like a(an) anthem these lines just dont sound write , in my opinion they can be improved She said I heard your prayers calling... So I shall send you a spirit guide As she slowly faded back to which she came its a good poem , a tale of folklore .i like it when poets mix in elements of their culture into their poetry , it helps them create their own identity.I will really comment when you as you say are done | Posted on 2006-04-05 00:00:00 | by tinashe | [ Reply to This ] | |