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Donner Pass
by E T Waldron

Friday, April 28, 2006
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A combo of Donner lake and mountains
left hwy approach... right rainbow bridge& lake


~*~


Donner Lake lies on the eastern side of Donner Pass in the Sierra Nevada mountain range of Northern California. It was near Donner Lake that the ill fated Donner Party camped during the winter of 1846 & 1847 when their covered wagon emmigration to California was stopped here by heavy snow. Though figures vary almost ninety wagon train emigrants were unable to cross the Sierra Nevada before winter, and almost one-half starved to death.
~*~
Whenever I visit this area
My whole demeanor changes
I can't explain the reason
Except to say I'm humbled


Whether by lake or in woods
I sense a calm reassurance
Even when the wind whispers
Voices through the trees


I feel at-one-ment with those
Who so tragically lost their lives
They dared a hazardous trek
And never realized their dream


But, I see them in a place of peace
I sense it in my heart and soul
The Pioneer spirit is  god driven
Though at times defeated by nature


Yet, our Creator completes all things!


~*~


Below  the poem by John Denton.


"The second relief party found the poem written on the leaf of a memorandum book by the side of Denton's lifeless body. The pencil with which it was written lay also by the side of the unfortunate man. Ere the lethargy of death stole away his senses, John Denton's thoughts had been of his boyhood's beautiful home in merry England. These thoughts were woven into verse. Are they not strangely pathetic and beautiful?"


~*~


"Oh! after many roving years,


How sweet it is to come


Back to the dwelling-place of youth,


Our first and dearest home;


To turn away our wearied eyes


From proud ambition's towers,


And wander in those summer fields,


The scenes of boyhood's hours."


 


"But I am changed since last I gazed


Upon that tranquil scene,


And sat beneath the old witch elm


That shades the village green;


And watched my boat upon the brook


It was a regal galley


And sighed not for a joy on earth,


Beyond the happy valley."


 


"I wish I could once more recall


That bright and blissful joy,


And summon to my weary heart -


The feelings of a boy.


But now on scenes of past delight


I look, and feel no pleasure,


As misers on the bed of death


Gaze coldly on their treasure."


By John Denton


etw-2006


 


 


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Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher 4/30/2006
A very moving and beautiful offering, Eileen.
Birgit and Roger
Reviewed by jude forese 4/30/2006
wonderful poetic offering ...
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® 4/29/2006
Dear Eileen,

What you sense in your heart and soul has to be true. Bless you for your compassionate feeling toward those pioneers who have blazened the trail before us.

Love & Light,
Joseph
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 4/29/2006
A most beautiful offering, Eileen. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace to you,

Regis
Reviewed by Aberjhani 4/29/2006
A profound act of remembrance. As stated in the first stanza, I come to the place and power generated by this page and I am humbled.
Aberjhani
Reviewed by Janet Parker 4/29/2006
I am so glad to know about this piece of history. I had never heard of it. Thank you for your beautiful poem and the poem by John Denton. The whole story is so sad.
Reviewed by William Bonilla 4/29/2006
A masterpiece of a poem that was left behind
by a brave trail blazer of his time
sort of a time piece to be remembered by
thanks for sharing Eileen
Also thanks for this historical write

Loev & peace
William
Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater 4/29/2006
The music accompanying Donner Pass and the photos match the mood of this historical poem. This is a spiritual place where the Goddess brings rain and snow, where people have always been willing to risk a storm for such spiritual bounty. Going over Donner Pass is a clue to history. The better we understand what happened here to the Donner party, the better we can understand what might happen in the future. There is not a single reason to think that it may not happen again with our everchanging environment. There is beauty in this poem, Eileen, taken from a natural disaster. We think of this handsome place of Donner Pass of nature's beauty on a grand scale.

Sage
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 4/29/2006
Every time I travel through Donner Pass, I pull over, get out of my vehicle, and look around, trying to imagine what it must have been like for those truly brave souls. I always get an eerie feeling, as if some of their spirits still linger there.

I had never read that poem before, and it truly is sad, yet so beautiful. Thanks for sharing that, Tiger Lily.
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 4/29/2006
Wonderful write Eileen!!

Do you know what "Donner" means in my language???

:) it means either "Thunder or used as slang it means A good hiding/beating with the fist like boxers do....if you want to say to someone you gonna beat him good you say" Ek gaan jou goed op donner ou maat"....lol!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 4/29/2006
Wonderful write, Eileen; spectaculrly written and presented! Take a bow, Poet: you are the Queen!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Reviewed by Ed Matlack 4/28/2006
We wanna visit all these places, someday...both you & Kostro keep giving us new places to visit, hopefully, someday...Ed & Rufuz
Reviewed by Carole Mathys 4/28/2006
Envokes powerful feelings Eileen...
love and peace, Carole
Reviewed by Regina Pounds 4/28/2006
Stunning, Eileen!

love,
Gina
Reviewed by Sandie Angel 4/28/2006
Wonderful write, Eileen! You write these scenics so well!

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Reviewed by George Jackson 4/28/2006
Powerful write, Eileen.
Reviewed by Susan de Vegter 4/28/2006
Fate has crossed the path of these words and two souls far removed from time but, somehow, bonded to get the nessage across. Life amazes me when things like this happen and the past rises anew to give testimony through another's passage.
This is a poem of dedicated memory from two poets whose Muse attracted the one unto the other.
You are a very special peron eT.
Susan
Susan
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 4/28/2006
Hard to even comment on this. Good going, Eileen.
Reviewed by ROCK-Salt! Proctor 4/28/2006
Oh, to be on the mountain top, in God's prersence alone.Many of the the poems derived in the hearts of writers through the centuries were inspired by the awesome nature in which we can lose ouselves. You mentioned Donner's pass in your review/comment on my poem that I quoted here. Donner's pass has a real significance in my life, as my grand father and His brother, uncle Don Darling, created the roads to get to and over that awesome pass. Don went on to be an engineer for S&P railroad , on the pass to Oakland run. My entire family on Dad's side were from Sonora and all played a signifivcant par in the construction of the roads and railways from the central valley to Donners and beyond. Pinecrest, and, I can't recall the name now, were both put on the map by uncle Don ad His sons, as they helped create access and were the first settlers of that area. Then they moved to Sonora and the whole family prospered and stayed there. Except my father and his twin brother, moved to Modesto, where I was raised, and they started a new branch of the family there. I remember the town now: Long Barn. We spent many summers there as kids while the town was barely getting settled. And then Pincrest was next for about 6 years and Don and Vita would talk of the number of new citizens and businesses that were shooting up every where. After I was old enough to have my own wheels, I would drive to Donner's and stay for weeks at a time. Just me annd my dog, in our little pup tent and coleman gear. Small world huh? Anyway, Awesome poem and Awesome place Art
Reviewed by Crystal Silver Angel (Reader) 4/28/2006
Beautiful write Eileen..I feel the power of the Black Hills in South Dakota.. And the Native Americans past and present..There is a powerful connection there. I will have to go.. I want to go to the Pine Ridge Reservation too if I would be welcome.I am so happy you got away to see some of mother earth..Beautiful write as always..Be blessed.

Love From A Dove
Reviewed by Peter Paton 4/28/2006
Eileen
Your nostalgic poem along with John Denton's verse makes for a dynamic and monumental combination, that tears at the senses, and opens the heart to these dauntless and heroic pioneers, who perished high up in the bitter and harsh winter climes of the Sierra Nevada !
Your birds eye pictures gives us a glimpse and insight into this fascinating and melancholy site...
Love, Peace and Harmony
Peter
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