William Elledge is an Native American Poet/Warrior.
He is 51 years of age whom for the past going on 27 years has been on Death Row in the State of Florida
in the United States of America.
As an Death Row inmate William does not have access to computer's
at all.
But he does welcome feedback to his poetry.
Which may be sent to him at the following snail mail address:
Write to:
William Duane Elledge, PR # 046625
Union Correctional Institution
7819 N.W. 228th Street (P1202)
Raiford, FL 32026-4410
USA
I see! new
Every Creature! new
The Medicine Hat!
new
The Medicine Smoke!
new Her Magic!
Sun Flower's!
I see!
I see a question in Her
Eye's
this Warrior from afar
My Sister from another place
with Eye's that sparkle -
like the Star's
I see the struggle in Her Soul
And the Scar's of long ago
Her Tear's that feel like -
pound's of stone
And hurt so just to flow
I see Her asking in Her gaze
Are you the voice I seek
Set my Brother for a time
will you listen as I speak
I see Her start to hesitate
And so I'll take Her hand
I am a Friend above all else
so never fear I'll understand
I see a Child trapped by shame
A Child whom had no choice
It's time to free that little girl
And yes to free -
that inner voice....
For: World Wide Friends,
20/04/02
by: William Elledge Every Creature!
I Tip Toe -
with a Cat like stelth
where My Enchantress dwells
She's perched there humming -
Her little Chants
each Melody casting -
Her Magic Spell's
II
Every Creature -
big or small
they seem to know Her there
For She is One -
with Mother Earth
Or is it She -
in perfect Truth
in Maiden form -
with me to share
III
A Nursing Wolf Pup -
at Her Breast
it's Mother Slain by Man
Can it be -
this is a dream
or Visions shown -
as Mother's plan....
For: Ms Toja Drees, 19/04/02
by: William Elledge
The Medicine Hat!
Hear the echo's through the Canyon's
they thunder like Warrior's Drum's
The Band is led by The Medicine Hat
A Mystic Stallion on the Run
They say that He's a Magic Beast
with eye's that blaze like fire
He knows each nook and cranny there
this bold and massive Sire
His Mare's and Foal's so quick to bold
for He's always on alert
He can smell a Mountain Lion
or hear a Rattler in the dirt....
For: Ms Toja Drees, 13/01/02
by: William Elledge
The Medicine Smoke
The Medicine Smoke was rising
swirling to the Sky
Enjoining the Elder's Spirit's there
high above where Eagle's fly
We hear the Thunder of their Drum's
As Warrior's Song's are sang
Enfolding warmth of Medicine Fire's
with licking flame's, and TomTom bangs
I see my Brother's and Sister's there
whose Prayer's are joined as one
Though yes now many Moon's ago
but still today its Blessing's come....
For: World Wide Friends, 13/01/02
by: William Elledge
Her Magic!
Have you ever counted Rainbow's
after a fresh spring rain
and other of Mother Natures work's
that no word's could explain
Have you ever heard the whisper's
as the wind blows -
through the Pine's
and stired the Poet deep within
and felt Her Magic in your line's
Have you ever seen a Mustang run
so massive, wild and free
and whispered softly to yourself
God I wish that that was me
Have you stood upon a mountain top
where you see for mile's and mile's
and pulled your lover -
close to you
and simply lain there for awhile....
