Tipi Rings (Tee Pee)


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    From a remembrance of when I was 14 Rock River Wyoming Summer 1960

    Tipi Rings (Tee Pee)

    From a remembrance of when I was 14

    Rock River Wyoming Summer 1960

    Tipi Rings

    (Tee Pee)

    The original Americans stood here

    their children played

    their horses grazed

    the moon and the sun made their circles

    around the last of the pure innocent

    I stand here one hundred years later

    I see their tipi rings

    I see where the snow fed rocky creek

    meanders behind the trees in the distance

    just as they would have seen

    I see the bountiful prairie grass all around me

    enough to feed their horses for many seasons

    I see the high pine ridge

    from where their sentry’s could see a two day ride

    along all the points of the compass

    to where the buffalo were

    and from where their enemy came

    I stand here one hundred years removed

    I see their tipi rings

    now silent circles of rock

    slowly being covered by the shifting earth

    moved by the prairie wind

    in the wind I hear the sound of the laughter

    of America’s original children



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    Whiskers commented on Tipi Rings (Tee Pee)


    Thank you for transporting me to a place I've never known but now feel a kinship to. You painted a beautiful picture. Blessings.



    Whiskers: Thank you so much for the kind words. I enjoyed your pictures..When i was young i'd put my Lionel train around the tree each Christmas.. That brought back good memories. Also had a bike once.. Honda 750 Sport back in the 80's..May your health and Blessings abound.. T64



    T64, yes there's something about a boy and his trains. Soon parted, always missed. This was a set I picked up at a thrift store and felt completed our decorations. I confess to getting down and watching it roll around the tree at eye level. Some ol' boys just never want to grow up! My first bike was a 1970 Honda but then graduated to Hog's the rest of my riding years. Now in recovery don't know if I'll ride again but I would be tempted (and don't give a damn if it's sacriligious to my hog bro's) to own and ride a Honda Fury chopper. What a beautiful clean lined understated affordable sled. Blessings.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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