#OctPoWriMo Day 12

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Too Long Since I Dreamed

shaken awake
by hands of ancestors,
fear on my face,
my dreams having gathered them
to this panicked time & place

prophecy & resiliency,
Grandmother, Grandfather
whisper to me the importance
of making it

fading footsteps in the snow,
followed & forgotten
for generations, when one
little sick sparrow stumbles
upon some inner medicine,
some inklings of wisdom
left to crumble

I sing for those voices
guiding me in the night,
I dance for the children
waiting in the light

I wake up once more
to a world divided
& torn, heart-heavy
& bewildered

& before my feet hit the floor
I utter my thank you to
Great Spirit,
You’ve placed me here
for some reason
in this uncertain season

unclear to my cluttered mind
until I reacquaint myself
with the signs
my family, my people
have left behind


Note: I wrote this not long after waking up from a dream of some of my passed on native family. Since it’s Indigenous Peoples Day, I wanted to share.





Published by Jennifer Patino

Poet in Michigan.

15 thoughts on “#OctPoWriMo Day 12”

  1. This is a beautiful write …. from the heart..
    “fading footsteps in the snow,
    followed & forgotten
    for generations, when one
    little sick sparrow stumbles
    upon some inner medicine,
    some inklings of wisdom
    left to crumble” Aha what a beauty..

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  2. So powerfully resonant. As a devotee of family constellations, this verse particularly evokes the tremendous healing available right now, “when one
    little sick sparrow stumbles
    upon some inner medicine,
    some inklings of wisdom
    left to crumble.”

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