Spirits Of The Blackhills. Poem by Michael Cochrane
Spirits Of The Blackhills.
Rating: ★5.0
Warrior braves seek out the buffalo herds on the Blackhills, riding bareback, firing arrows that find a target. Young Red cloud watches from the hill like a swarm of bees they move as one on the horizon. A way of life a song of the spirit.
Michael Cochrane ©
Tuesday, June 29, 2021
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8/8/2025 2:50:18 AM # 1.0.0
Bravo! I don't know any more words to express my feelings about this poem