My Lake Gichigami prayer

Just some words.

You are my Lake Gichigama prayer

Once we danced in Paris,

once we fell in love in Basel and

once we loved the big cities and the sea.

Kelli, Kelli my dearest Kelli.

We wanted everything once and we learned.

We had what we needed here at Port Austin.

Now you watch the calmness of the river leading to

Lake Gichigama.

I love watching you meditate on the beauty of nature,

I know you love the Big Lake.

You whispered to me, “Your witchy woman want to burn some sage

near Lake Gichigama.

Dance barefoot with the powerful Lake Superior waves.

We can buy some wine and you tell me the story of the lovers,

the Ojibwa boy and girl who meet daily where the Big Lakes meet

the other. The evil gods couldn’t keep the lovers apart.”

I watched her slender fingers caress the rising sun and she smiled.

I told her, Lake Gichigama, last place where the wind is free,

last place for the people who love the earth, love the water, love the sky.

You are my  Michigan blessing and you my sweetest love.

You are my solstice, my Big Lake ambrosia.

She smiled and she whispered,

come on over and make me feel those words.

Words are meaningless if we don’t allow them to become true.

I went to her and we watched sun rise and Lake Gichigama 

sounds, could be heard by us.

                     Dancing Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Ted Kniffen]

Most people don't realize the power of Gitchee Gumee until they witness the lake. The scenery is wild woods and granite...beautiful and eerie at the same time. It is little wonder of the legends that arose for the people back then...even now I'm sure there is more to Nature there then ever.
A good place to dance on the beach.

A good story my friend, I enjoyed it.

[Coyote Poetry]

I take my grandchild around the thumb of Michigan yearly. They love Lake Superior and Lake Huron. We collect the rocks on the dancing shore. Thank you Ted for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Ted Kniffen]

One of the wildest rides I ever took was crossing Big Mac on a motorcycle. Excites me to even think about it.

[Coyote Poetry]

The Upper Michigan. God's country. Maybe next year, take the grandchildren to the many water falls.

[AJNJ]

Dance barefoot with the powerful Lake Superior waves.

Beautiful women and lakes are a potent combination. Heady and romantic. Enjoyed this poem.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you my friend. I live in Michigan. Two of the great lakes are near me. I appreciate the comment.

[AJNJ]

You’re welcome Mr. Coyote. I enjoyed this poem.