Best Arrowhead Poems

While strolling along a mountain trail a week or so ago,
I found an object that set this old heart of mine aglow!
It was a perfectly fashioned arrowhead that I held in my paw.
I viewed it as a sacred artifact and considered it with awe!

I sat...

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Delicately crafted Indian arrowheads,
razor-sharp flint projectile points,
primitive stone bullets,
hidden artifacts from long ago.

Eventually, they call out to our curiosity
on hot and steamy summer mornings,
inviting us to freshly plowed cornfields,
where they’ve patiently slept for millennia.

You know they’re out there,
hoping to remain buried secrets, yet
wishing to be...

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On this night....

Screaming and yelling is all I can hear
I want to get up, But fear reappears
I swiftly close my eyes But can't fall asleep
I hear a series of shots, From across the street
Once again, It's just like before
I rise to my feet , Then...

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Give me arrowhead decency
A supreme meaning to see
Beyond embattlements and car parts
After hustle bustle relapse 
To witness standing strong 

Cause I'm strung out, overloaded, debugged
Drifting midnight's icy whisper dangled
From crocodile boots and machete clearing

Out in the open hoping 
Rope will wrastle my animal farm
Yet Orwell's...

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Such a sorrowful song for death to sing, 
as a father hands to his son,the last gift he'll ever give, 
an arrowhead on a string. 

Such ignorance life can bring, 
never forget who you are, 
honor is more than an arrowhead on a string. 

A...

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