Tag Archives: TOTEMS




Seed to grain

on a whim of the weather

watched constantly


from space

and here on planet Earth

swirling with tempests


beyond the hands

of politicians—

try as they might.


Rooted in dirt

we search the habits

of our wild totems


for miracles

and pray to God as well

for luck.







Cultivating a native life,
we pause for totems,
let them tell us
what they think—
who they are.

Some count on us
to stir the grass
and follow,
and some to listen
when we drink
coffee or wine

Claiming the roost
of loving crow mates,
a Golden Eagle lights
for a closer look at us—
and we are blessed.

Finding his feather
left ahead,
we believe
in something
more common
of the wild,

of talismans
from moments
we never forget
and hope to leave
as much.