Totem And Token Poem by Barry Middleton

Totem And Token



by night I cross the bridge of time
to a forgotten paradigm
where smoke conceals a native camp
and memories have left their stamp

and on that hill I still can see
a peaceful Choctaw family
and far below a farmhouse stands
surrounded by ancestral lands

the ghosts are gathered in that place
as time assumes a slower pace
and there I find my family
and great-grandfather's destiny

I gaze from that familiar hill
on memories where time stands still
and though I know this is a dream
I stay to linger by a stream

and there I spy an arrowhead
a totem like a sign that read
we leave behind few things that last
like stones and tokens of the past

Totem And Token
Saturday, February 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dimitrios Galanis 10 February 2018

A life's wisdom in sensitive verses.

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