Native generations rise
at water, hoof and pad,
inhaled at dawn.
Native generations rise
at water, hoof and pad,
inhaled at dawn.
Weekly Photo Challenge (1) “Between”
Posted in Photographs, Poems 2014
Tagged Drought, dust, Greasy Creek, haiku, Indian Ground, Natives, photographs, poetry, water, Yokuts
NATIVE HARMONIES: ranch poems






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