http://tunicarebirth.tumblr.com/
and I've got my makhina ring on today too ;)
And a new poem inspired by my makhina ring, made by Kenneth Johnson, Creek/Seminole silversmith extraordinaire
Backyard Astronomy
The light rises
In preparation for
High noon.
Here, it is called
The sun at her highest
point
In the sky,
The brightest moment
Of a day’s life.
It was here
That the sun
Waited to return home,
For her daughter
awaited her.
Something else waited
Instead.
Copperhead,
Steel eyes gleaming.
Diamondback ,
Trail points to the
setting
Of the daylight’s only
star.
From the passing
Of light it took
For the Sun to
Journey home.
Redbird was gone.
Her soul in a thrush
and thrall
And her eyes no
Longer on the sky
It was an easy death.
Redbird moved
Across the world
To the Ghost Country,
Played for shine,
For luck,
For love,
For grace.
She could
No longer see
The sky
That traced
Her ascendance
Back to where
Her heart began.
Stars,
So many stars,
So much longing
And so far away,
A tiny pinpoint
Light of seldom
Rarity
Rushing from the dark
Blanket of night sky,
Which one,
She sighs,
Is home?
© 2012 Carolyn Dunn