From A Mesa Verde Vista

From A Mesa Verde Vista
From a Mesa Verde Vista

From a Mesa Verde Vista


Miles in the desert

led us to these four corners

a land of canyons

where giant stone monuments

block visions of horizon.


Expansive vista

lone pale cliffs and scrubby flats

vast home of million

Pueblo ghosts who haunt the brush

trick the eye with thousand miles.


Power within us

together Turtle Island

power outside us

pathways within and outside

Manzanita offerings.


Life is serious

business with room for humor

saving a hit deer

by tying bloody carcass

to the roof of a Sedan.


In America

Steakhouse line every street

frosted country air

filled with early morning shriek

of cattle lined for slaughter.



At local campground

a gypsy family washes

their young at spicket

naked dance and splash around

in bodies as expansive.


Shy coyote cub

scurries around underbrush

mother coyote

stands directly over young

hides them in her dark, dark shade.


Antelope Valley

is far away from canyon

Anasazi home

hide silent like coyote

keep dark in random shadow.


Mesa begins chant

heard releasing demonic

energy to sage

“stop indulgence in anger”

blood sacrifice to nature.


This is chosen past

an identity found here

overlooking old canyon

one seeing eternity

this beauty not owned by man.



A self-indulgence

moves housing development

deeper onto land

someone needs to draw a line

ancient dying Paiute land.


Brush needs a control burn

open Manzanita seed

to parent the land

move lost land spirits to sky

old spirits who need a change.


When the Great Mother comes

she will not count your pebbles

or all your fake smiles

she will hold one by the wrist

and judge one by their scarred hand.


Evening approaches

coyote begins her song

powerful love song

to begin a search for food

among Anasazi home.


This land of canyons

created by Great Dreamer

continues to stand

safe in lost motherhood dreams

a world not for the living.



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My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

3 thoughts on “From A Mesa Verde Vista

  • December 6, 2021 at 6:44 PM

    A world from the past, to remain forever in the memories of the spirits who once lived there. I love the Mesa Verde and other mysterious places of people of the past. Well done, Jamie.

  • December 6, 2021 at 11:32 PM

    This is a wonderful poem describing the Mes Verde and surrounds, and the sense of spirits that dwell there. A good read, Jamie.


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