The Lost Sea

The Lost Sea long poem

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Well and there is a LOST SEA
Somewhere running through
The crystal caverns down and
Around the foot hills of the
Appalachian Mountains…
I remember some kind of strange
Indian folklore from many lifetimes
Lived before, you look into my eyes
By firelight and you can clearly
See all the tribal signs of mine and
I got this sense of deja vu all over
again as voices come whispering to
me in the wild night wind…
Well I can feel the a strong vibration
of an ancient and powerful magic
sense the beginning of creation, in
the shadow of the moon’s shadow
as you begin to chant and I enter into
a trance, seeing the faces of the ancestors
and the elders, as the sacred smoke
rises high up in the midnight sky and
talking to me as if they were alive…
Well it’s the ceremony of Sequoya
And my re-initiation into the secret
Indian nation as raven’s circle my head
in a giant star like formation…
Somewhere down and around the
the hallowed grounds of a crystal cavern
somewhere under the foothills of
the Appalachian mountains…
Well I am led down now to the LOST SEA
and reborn an honorary wet winged

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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