Best Bighorn Poems

General Custer couldn't muster
Enough men to form a cluster,
Indians shooting straight and true,
I think it might've been the Sioux,      ----...

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Historically accurate, narrative poem

25 June, 1876 - Valley of the Little Bighorn

Nothing stirs this June night, not a summer’s breeze or a breath of life....

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This poem was written after I took a tour of the Little Bighorn Battlefield National Monument in Wyoming, the site of Custer's Last Stand.

It was...

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WIPEOUT

You  cannot imagine us today as we were  -
Almost simply a vestigial memory;  but  once
We  were numberless and roamed the...

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From the Painted Desert, head west
Past sagebrush, brittle bush, desert scrub
And The Petrified Forest at rest
To the Rocky Mountains above
Go past the Continental Divide
Below Douglas...

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Aspen, ponderosa pine, blue spruce
pink glacier-cut rock, scree, ravens
gray jay, peregrine falcon, hawk.

We climb to 11,000 feet in three days, 
camp at Lawn Lake for...

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The Endangered Species Act
referred to as The ESA
is currently having problems
that may not go away.

Several species of wildlife
many a beautiful beast
Could very well become extinct...

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After Custer’s death in the Battle of the Little Bighorn
Native American legends declare his ears were removed
He never listened in life, they said, so when...

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Read a Book about a General named Custer
Pompous and Ambitious 
He was filled with Bluster 

Thought of Fighting Indians from Night until Muster 

Little Did...

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Crazy Horse Monument

Up there! On the Black Hills Mountain, 1
A work in progress sculptured in granite,
Of a stern faced warrior, strong and determined, 2
Unadorned in...

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amidst grassy slope
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The Indians are Najavo
The army says "GO"

"Go to the reservation,
they are for you preservation"

Wovoka started the Ghost Dance
To pull Indians out of their trance

"We will...

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Hey Mitch McConnell...
about all this talk (I hear) about indefatigable (Phila/ Philly-buster)

Police sirens wail doth punctuate the air
ear splitting soundclouds blare
another typical arrest
(guilty until proven...

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Brave Woman

Wounded and outnumbered by U.S. soldiers,
The Northern Cheyenne Warrior ‘Chief Comes in Sight,’
Fights to stay alive in the Rosebud Creek valley,
When his sister spots...

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Where once the Seventh Cavalry heroically stood its ground,
Winter winds now moan o'er the desolate Montana battleground.
Drifting snows blanket the horse soldiers' lonely graves.
They were...

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