Sunday, April 30, 2017

Poetry - "Pow Wow Season" #NaPoWriMo Day 30

Day 30:

Pow Wow Season
by Jennifer Patino 

We come to rely on the guarantee
that we will see each other eventually

Every Spring, sometimes Summer
We wish it were more often, it's kind of a bummer

Powwow weekends, our time to dance
To remember who we are, to fancy freelance

Traditional food, laughs and stories
Reliving past reunions and youthful glories

It's how we urbanized ones plug back in, reconnect
It's where seven generations intersect

The drums stay with us, pumping through your heart and mine
We carry our people with us, on the Four Winds, until next time

Author's Note: It's the last day of NaPoWriMo! It went by so fast! I feel like I started to fizzle out this past week on the poetry front, but in all fairness, I was writing a lot of prose. I'm glad to have finished what I set out to do by sharing a longer poem each day here on the blog. Thanks so much for all of the support, and to my fellow Napo participants: We did it! Woo hoo!

I chose to do the optional prompt today, a poem about something that happens over and over again. I, unfortunately, won't be attending any powwows this year but every chance I do get to go to one, I love it. I miss when all of my family used to attend them together, but we're all scattered all over now so it's hard to meet up at the same one. Anyway, I chose to write about a powwow, specifically the last one I attended, last April. Powwow season is a season in itself for indigenous people. :) They're always a good time for me.  

Happy May everyone! And don't worry, I'll still be writing poetry and I'll be working on some new things to share so stay tuned! 

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