Salish Poems - Poems about Salish

...Along the shore Wind adores the sand, the stone The Salish Sea calls to me I am an island upon an island Restlessly wishing A gull in communion with mountains, trees Water my source of b......

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...Today we bid goodbye to beautiful Glacier We’re traveling to a tiny house in Monarch, Canada…on our way to Banff Which is distressing for a person who love rhymes not because it won’t be beautiful......

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...Two profound faint clouds approach the skyline. Not close as seethed by the others close by. The two siblings quarrel and risk the whine. Out of a meek pace to a haunting tone. T......

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...Salmon Run A flurry of reds emerges distorted from the river; As the Sockeye Salmon return from the ocean, Following the scent of their home stream water, Swimming upstream to the place ......

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...The cruise ship charged Whistleless at my sail boat In a narrow channel Between Islands Of The Salish Sea. I was powerless with sails up Tacking against a current Knotted against me. The......

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...Spider’s Rigging “I had resolved on a voyage around the world, and as the wind on the morning of April 24, 1895 was fair, at noon I weighed anchor, set sail, and filled away from Boston, where the......

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...Land Is A Loom I sailed the fiord like inlets between Powell River and Drury Inlet. The land itself spoke from mountains, torents, islet From bird song and bear splashing fishers From rutting mo......

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...THE ISLANDS OF SAN JUAN - TIMESHARE [FOLKTALE] IN A PORTION, A SPELL IS CASTE. THE PEOPLE ARE CALLED NUGLUMMI. IN A TRANCE STATE, THEY EAT HONEY AND BEES ARE FORM FROM THEIR EYES. INSIGHTFUL......

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...About eleven years ago through a genealogical search I found out that my adopted father is Salish Indian, thereby making me at least half Salish. I dedicate this poem to the Salish people: ......

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...I was taken from this life in the black night, blindfolded to be clubbed to death so that I might be born again in spirit song, dance and name given by my great ancestor who, ten thou......

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