Selected Poems
Maple Tree Fantasy
This tree dreams
fancy dancer dreams
tilt-a-whirl round and round.
Yellow ribbons fly from
his big branch bustle.
This tree dreams
drives his Indian car
down pow wow highways.
A spin cross Indian country
summer backseat; his yellow bustle.
This tree dreams
champion dancer dreams
bigger than can be imagined.
Have you never thinked to stop
dead red stop, on the last beat?
All the traditional girls remember
his sweet Cree name, Siwinikan.
fancy dancer dreams
tilt-a-whirl round and round.
Yellow ribbons fly from
his big branch bustle.
This tree dreams
drives his Indian car
down pow wow highways.
A spin cross Indian country
summer backseat; his yellow bustle.
This tree dreams
champion dancer dreams
bigger than can be imagined.
Have you never thinked to stop
dead red stop, on the last beat?
All the traditional girls remember
his sweet Cree name, Siwinikan.
