Apache Poems

Geronimo - 1829-1909

1905
Geronimo went to Washington
to meet the Great White Father
(where he hoped to bury the hatchet)
and save his Indian Nation...
checking into his hotel, the desk clerk asked,
"Do you have a reservation?"
The perfect poker face when playing cards
(his guards were nearly always broke)
said to be blood-thirsty, his winnings used he
to pay for educating children of the Apache.
He

I am an Apache Brave

I am an Apache brave, the preteen rat said.
He had always wanted to be one, this critter, Ed.
Why not a Wyandotte, an Osceola or a Sioux?
This confused the rat, who did not know what to do.

I guess any Indian culture in the USA will be okay.
For I am tired of being a preteen, Ed said

Among Hills Apache Red

Among hills Apache red
Where damas and vaqueros
Built up a homestead
Past the mercados
And hills with a vague past
Running aside the mission 
Its white walls chaste
In the glow of the noontime sun 
Past a dreamy mountain range
And several places where in brief
There was a Butterfield stage –
Runs a highway through my life
And whether bathed by the sun
Or

Thankful For Apache Blessing

May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life
that have, for us, thus far accrued…
and to begin each day with a word of thanks…
and thoughts of gratitude.

I’m thankful for Native American Wisdom
Oh the wonderful things they knew…
and I’m happy this Apache blessing 
today…to share with you

May the sun bring you new energy
May

The Apache Tears

They walked around the pond
speaking of the beautiful lotes
she told a story of someone From her youth
about the legend of "Apache Tears"
a man who cried when someone
spoke his name.
She said he cried for them that they
were then cursed. He believed his name meant
" he who divides"
They said her would hold aa sacred stone
to the sunset

Apache

APACHE

His name was Apache
His eyes were so bright
He was completely full of joy
Hopping, jumping, dancing
Taking naps on top of me
Happiness, love, to fill the universe
Playing with home-made toys
Always excited to see each one
He warbled like a bird when he was held
He filled my heart so quickly
Like he knew me, before we met
He was a smart

Apache Ga An

©1996 RICO LEFFANTA


                                                    

Antipoem 19 Apache

AntiPoem 19
“Apache”

(Poet’s Instruction: Softly play “Apache” by Jorgen Ingmann, 1961, while reading)

Olathe and Yamka
Cochise and 
Mescalero 
Varlebena - forever
Ya’ateh – Hello to
These streaming flower gardens 
These feathered priests of Gaan 
Their white flags of truce burning 

Geronimo
You can fly now
Fly as an osprey conquering
Retaking the cottonwoods of Tubac
Feasting on rabbit and mourning dove
Drop seed grass

We Are One

We Are One


Dear Ancient Sister
I hear your distant calls finding me on a gentle breeze
You have lived in my dreams for many seasons

My voice 
Your voice
My soul
Your soul
And our Coming of Age

I have always known you...
I have heard your 
Quiet whispers echoing in
The night coming close to me

I call to you ...
Let me be a

The Apache Gallop Pole

The most common subject of quips
Is a girl endowed with two blips
But under the covers
Gallop Pole discovers
Those girls can haul ass with their hips!

Apache Moon

An Apache hid out in Dragoon
Was revealed by the sight of his moon
In Judge Roy Bean's twang
Came, "By God, you'll hang!
You caused Lily Langtry to swoon!"

The Rebirth and Triumph of An Ace Apache Pilot

An Apache pilot once sought for a treasure
In booze, in fun
Sampling leisure and pleasure
Until an Apache chopper gun  

In his attentive ears whispered
Enjoining him to a wound-prone warfront to go
Where the gun the pilot pampered
Soon sadness and recklessness the pilot did forgo

Strafing an egregious enemy
Determined to inflict huge casualties
Until the enemy’s alchemy of blasphemy
Enjoined

Apache Junction

Poet: Ken Jordan
Story: Apache Junction
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: April/2014


    Gonna take the 405 train
to Apache Junction.
    Bought me a one-way  ticket, 
and I ain't look'n back.

    When I get there, I'm gonna hike the
Apache trail; forget about my past,
and look forward to the future -

    It's my dream to climb Superstition Mountain,

Apache

They were here before the settlers arrived
They lived off the land, they knew how to survive
But after the great white spirit came
They lost both their land and their fame

There were many native American tribes
Dakota, Apache, Cherokee, to name a few
But from the Apache tribe a legend grew
To his people he was a hero 
The legendary

Apache Kid Outlaw

He was rsised in New Mexico
and became feared more than Geronimo
The army enlisted  him as a brave
to track down other braves.
Accused of many crimes
he escaped many times.
He led many raids
with his four braves.
He didn't trust his tribe 
so he stayed on the outside.
People say he died
in a fight with soldiers
others say he died in

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