Time and history
Finally caught up
with this hurricane of my passing of time,
time that has
given way to moments of contemplation, reflection,
moments of replication
that have permeated my hours, days, weeks,
months since that
fateful, September day, when I left the land
of my wayward
youth and headed west as a young - old - man.
That fateful day
got me caught up in a thunder storm
that lingers heavily
over my head, crashing down, crushing,
doing so until January,
when its force unleashes its full furry.
Setting off a
negative charge, sending its destructive forces
into this journey through
what was and the coming of its time.
Time during this period
spent in front of my one eyed monster
(( computer monitor )) now lying dormant in the passing of time.
Time that allows
me spaces to climb upon and ride words,
words that lay upon
paper highways leading back into history.
History of Family warriors
going back hundreds of years,
history of a
cousin {{ E Pauline Johnson }} Tekahionwake .
B. J. “A ” 2
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