Autumn Dawn
Once rain comes, it’s autumn’s dawn
Sacred Mountain – Cougar Run
Into the sky – the arrow flies
Warrior Revenge
Savage Eye –
Prudent but Loyal
The Eagle will fly
Hawk to meet the Ancestors
To protect the skies
Buffalo to feed the hunger of man
Teepee paintings
In Vision I touched with my hand
Hold Selah in the heart of the night
Bring the Sky Angel to morning light
The dew in the meadow
Selah, Sing Selah
Once the Rain Comes
It’s Autumn’s Dawn
Twilight bestowed on children’s eyes
Selah Cry
Tear of Beloved
To Live to Love
To Love Selah
Cry – Die – Cry
Live life to sigh
To Cry
To Die
To you, my mother
To you, my mother
Whether the rain falls
or the sun shines
you are in my heart
to live and breathe
Each day you are alive
In the moment
of harshness
I said some things
that I did not mean
and all the while
I was loving you.
You are a windsong
a sonnet, a poem writer
a storyteller and a friend
I love you
to the very end.
— For Carolyn’s mother, deceased May 8, 2009.
The Beginning
Would you take a gift in hand
and leave it in the sand?
Unopened? Unused? Would you?
Would you take a heart away
have nothing to say
not even goodbye?
Would you? Could you?
I never believed it would be
like this –
It hurts –
Eternally –
No one to see –
I will rediscover
my dignity
Carolyn Havenhill is a survivor of domestic violence and currently incarcerated at the Central California Women’s Facility (part of the U.S. prison system) for a crime which she regrets. She’s working to transform her life through writing and education, and would love to network with other writers. She’s seeking a volunteer editor to take a look at her poetry to prepare it for publication, as well as further submission opportunities.
You may find more of her story at www.freebatteredwomen.org and/or through searching her name online.
She may be reached through this address (postal mail is the best way to reach U.S. prisoners):
Carolyn Havenhill
W-57827
514-01-04L
Central California Women’s Facility
P.O. Box 1508
Chowchilla, CA 93610
Brother
(for Negra)
We walk many moons
Lay beneath the Indian summer sky
Hot rock, tender feet
Babies cry
No lie from Tongue
Sweat away guilt, pain
Rain cannot wash off dirt
of Massacre
Ground beneath Scream
Angels & Angels
Fly off and Dream
Touch feather of our family on ground
Family loved ones
Call around
Fight – Savage – Fight
For Land –
For Homeland
Walk far away to Mountain
Do Not Look Back
Be As A Ghost Shadow
Walk Through Cloud of Grey Smoke
Around One’s Self
Distant Fading See You
Man
No More
No Door
Only Mirror of Haze
In Woods
You Walk Through
I see you
Go –
Alone
You No Look Back
Day Will Come
For Hawk
And though the roads were divided
There are no roads that end
When two loves are finally together
It is an endless love that begins
There are no tears in heaven
For a world apart we were
Now that we are together
We have souls together, pure
There are no tears for the weakened heart
There is no wall to keep away the strong
There is a river flowing
To pour my love into the heart
of the one in which it first belonged
There is a sunset upon the highway
There is no soul too sweet
For my arms have longed to hold you
For too many years we’ve been apart
Inside this tree of knowledge
There is no pain that ends
Somewhere in life we join together
For our love to become again
Endless nights are ahead of us
Moons to light over the days
I do not wish to see the time
That you ever turn away