Algonquin Poems - Poems about Algonquin

... sterile white snowflakes coldness covers the still night ~ snow wolf fluffs its tail (January Full Moon – Algonquin)......Read the rest...

...early harvest peak nourishing lunar cycle ~ redworm squiggles deep (August Full Moon – Algonquin, Ojibwe)......Read the rest...

... I was was born in Ottawa, Canada and have lived here all my life and have never wanted to leave. It is a beautiful city rich in historic architecture. It is located where two rivers meet, t......Read the rest...

... "I've been takin' on a new direction, but I have to say, I've been thinkin' about my own protection, it scares me to feel this way." ......Read the rest...

...boisterous blooming kaleidoscopic chaos ~ butterfly ballet (May Full Moon – Algonquin)......Read the rest...

...american indians know the good deeds and intentions of the thunder birds. Ojibwe say they were created by Nanobozho to punish immoral humans. thunder birds have supernatural powers and strength, wo......Read the rest...

...consenting consort a silvery fluorescence ~ liquid lightning flash (November Full Moon – Algonquin)......Read the rest...

...When I am a healthy Norwich person I hope to feel warm and joyful gratitude for compassionate nonviolent communicators past and present With cooperatively nonpartisan bipartisan dipolar co-ar......Read the rest...

...(for America’s original true Veterans) Government of Kings where shall you bide? Now that the Great Horned Serpent has appeared while Thunderbirds screech and lament in desolate skies? O......Read the rest...

... Blow the Trump card! Supreme court jestures wanna mask a pale blew, Machiavellian facade Poker hot as an ire red ballot bluff firewall: Algonquin blue urn cry is an ash white b......Read the rest...

...(An Abenaki Legend) Prologue... After the reptile people had been devoured by fire, ice and flood, Kloskurbeh the ever creating Spirit, sighed, and thought about the worlds he had made ......Read the rest...

...Ottawa is derived from the Algonquin word adware, meaning "to trade" when the indigeous people; used the rivers in the area to fish, hunt and camp, they portaged rivers known now as the Ottawa and......Read the rest...

...Hannah, I haven't seen or heard you cry not in the gray of winter day or in the cold silence of our prisoner nights, the others can hardly keep up with you on the marches your face is changeless ......Read the rest...

...I entered a village in Algonquin park as dusk approached the tattered edges of dark. And fell in love with the bucolic setting all except for the mosquito’s blood letting. The pine smell was re......Read the rest...

...At last the shivering stops as the sleeping bag, air mattress and tent warm from body heat. Later I stumble from the dark tent into a full moon, coldly glowing over a forest of silhouett......Read the rest...