Random poetry subject in alternate sonnet variation

Over the years, I’ve written poetry on many subjects. Here is one about a Native American woman…

By Midnight Hour

She journeys on by midnight hour
Her heart and soul lie near nor far
With one companion at her side
Still safe from white man’s vicious pride

She’s holding fast the thoughts and fears
To never face again the years
Of all that she has had to hide
Still safe from white man’s vicious pride

Her moon wolf visions keep her right
Revealing her most inner light
The guard’an spirit brings good tide
Still safe from white man’s vicious pride

She journeys on by midnight hour
Still safe from white man’s vicious pride

Written on 20th July 2005 at 02:28 GMT

One word prompt – vision