Poetry by Sounds of Running Water

Blue Dragon Journal

Running Horses

The Poetry of Sounds of Running Waters (via G.S.H.)

In one of my many incarnations, I was privileged to be the father of a beautiful, talented and spirited daughter, Sounds of Running Water, or in the Nez Perce language, Hophopponmi. In the last battle, we were forever separated by circumstance. I am honored to present some of her poetry today as I have reconnected with the soul who was my daughter, as I was Hin-mah-too-yah-lat-kekt “Thunder Traveling to Loftier Mountain Tops” or simply, Young Joseph. My daughter’s words are strong and speak of the land and life that we both loved. I hope you enjoy them.

My Father’s Horses
I used to love watching the horses. They
seemed so wild and carefree,
and I knew they were watching me.
Sometimes I’d have a dream that they
carried me away
out onto the open plain
and in the morning I could…

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