Shadow Woman had always been like a wisp of smoke, there and then gone,
She was born into the Cherokee Tribe, but was just there and didn't truly belong.
She knew things that would scare and truly amaze,
Others of the tribe would avoid her trance like gaze.
When she spoke of future happings, others new it was real,
It was said she had a seeing eye and to her the future was revealed.
This made Shadow Woman feared and always quite alone,
She would lament her sorrow to the moon, as a she wolf, howls and moans.
Shadow Woman secretly adores Lone Wolf, but no expression dons her face,
He is a great warrior and feels, in his life, Shadow Woman would have no place.
He walks among the tribe, a respected man among men,
He feels Shadow Woman's love, but he will not let her or it in.
She went to him secretly, offering her love, but he pushed her away,
His cruelty wounded her deeply and she begin to die inside that day.
Once again, Shadow Woman had tried to reach out, only to find no one there,
Now unable to trust, she will reach out no more, her heart a stone, without care.
She realizes that she is doomed to be alone,
She must become a wandering nomad, without the hope of love or a home.
She walks in shadows, embracing the darkness of night,
Dreaming her sad little dreams, while dancing in the moonlight.
Shadow Woman, once hopelessly romantic, her eyes reflect love that was not returned,
She wears the mask of bravery and strength, to hide a broken heart that yearns.
After staying a short time, she mounts her horse and gallops away,
She heads towards the setting sun, always finding nothing and no place she can stay.
Part of my heritage is of the Cherokee nation. I am not sure of the tribe. I started a poem called "Walking in the Shadows." Your Shadow Woman gives us one reason why many women walk in Shadows. Your writng is insightful and revealing.
SC this reminds me of women today who tries so hard to be strong and brave and show their weak side because their heart has been broken. Thank you as usual for sharing a great write.
Oh how sad, please come back with II for she needs to find her true love. You can do it SC please. You can't let her out there all alone with no hope of love. Great write! Please, Love, Bonnie
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
The drug called "The Shari" has been used for vision quests over many years. But, when all the rivers start drying up, the tribe must send a young hunter named Tomás on a much more important trip through the Amazon.
Hugh!
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fee
you handle the familiar theme of unrequited love with your own unique style; compelling reading.
John
CarolHawks
you missed the funny part. But I'm sure you'll make up
for it. -gene.
Be always safe,
Karen
Newfie hugs, Rose