Best Europeans Poems
For several thousands of years
you upheld the sacredness of Nature
avoiding wanton destruction
of plant and animal life
taking only what you needed
since their sacredness was
just as important to you
as the sacredness of humanity
When harvesting wild rice for food
you let some fall into the water
to produce crops for the future
Surrounding a pack of wild sheep
while hunting in the mountains
you let a male and female escape
so by their reproductive process
they would ensure the
continuation of their species
You saw yourself as part of Nature
living in harmony with it
and not plundering it with greed
Your religion was to respect Nature
viewing all plants and animals
as parts of its magnificent fabric
Abuse of a part of it was
an abuse of the whole
Your way of life
provides valuable lessons
that can teach mankind how
to deal with today's ecological crisis
that threatens the survival
of all life on the planet
You were the genuine
Guardian of the Environment
I have always admired the way of life of the Native American Indians living in harmony with Nature before the advent of the Europeans. By extension, this applies to all indigenous peoples including the Amerindians and Polynesians. This piece is dedicated to them.
Who can dispute me in this wonderful world?
We are black, we are white and we are colored
But we live in same planet floating like Eagle
All of us are humans and bleed red blood
Who can dispute me in this wonderful world?
We are Africans, we are Europeans, we are Arabs
But we need food and we eat by mouth, not legs
All of us need the same oxygen to live on and off
Who can dispute me in this wonderful world?
We speak Chinese, Arabic, English, and Swahili
But we all have bodies that are fragile and bony
And all of us need the weak body to live a life
Which human is an angel but human?
Which human has yellow blood in metallic body?
Which human is an amphibian, or airborne?
So which human is more human than humanity?
Ga Ga over Green
This green parrot pecking the green coconut,
Under the shelter of long leafy huge tree,
sings ' Green de la Green'
On this velvet green bed, in the open, I lie,
I can feel green sucking my fatigue
Ooo la la,its a refreshing and healthy feeling,
These golden corn capsules atop the green field flutter,
The green grasshopper hangs around the green caterpillar,
Transparent pearly dew drops create an emerald green effect,
Green leaves had the honour to cover our predecessors,
Green Man of the Pagan period signified fertility,
My religion venerates peaceful green,
Green band of my country flag connotes hope,prosperity,
Green is pious,national,rejuvinating,,,,colour of life,
Ma ma mia,,I wanna sink into this green,
"O Green! ,unburden me,embrace me ,sanctify me",
Wake up world,save green and prefer to go green.
P.S-Green is connected tolife,youth and vitality.Ancient cultured Proto Indo Europeans got it started first.The word green is closely related to Old English verb "growan" means "to grow".
Contest:United coloures GREEN.
Sponsor:Silent One
02.03.2016
On the Greatest country on this Earth
The American, country of their birth
Sioux, Cree Apache
Native Indians all of thee
For generations they hunt and live
Summer bloom, Winter sieve
Move their tribe on freedom lands
Explorers show their poisonous glands
Spaniards, British French too
Expect to take your lands from you
Many battles many deaths
Arrows against weaponry strength
Colonial life's as races bond
Indian kids haired blonde
Civilisation hope, wars fade
Has this great country made the grade
This country takes another turn
Neighbours, fight and burn
The North and South differ so
Free the slaves, let them go
Awesome words from Abe the man
Freedom to all, his major plan
But blinkered sight from those so grand
Who actually owns this wonderful land
Decades pass, the States grow
Neighbour hoods flourish - flow
American Hispanic, ***** too
Europeans like me and you
But sadly in the background mist
The most important has been missed
Do i need to tell you who they are?
Indigenous Man, your ultimate clan
They are The American
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/native-americans.php
They wondered where the sunshine had all gone,
and gentle breezes warming spring's array;
the hues of pink that greeted breaking dawn,
and children’s laughter lighting up the day.
The darkness loomed; uneasy feelings spread
as clouds of war diffused across the land,
and somehow knowing what was faced ahead,
the Europeans braced for strife at hand.
The Nazi War Machine their muscles flexed;
their Panzer units massed at Poland’s edge
thus leaving nations of the world perplexed
at German conquest as reports allege.
And thus the world was plunged into the war
as Europe fell into the dark once more.
January 2, 2019
Oh, oh Kakapo
You are the world's rarest
Dweller on the ground- Ancient parrot
Your tinged emerald hue is the fairest,
The greatest respect you merit.
Oh, oh Kakapo
Magnificent New Zealand you are from
Never had an enemy,
Until the humans did come
Bringing the ship's rats
and the scary cats
When the Europeans arrived
You had no chance to survive
Oh,oh Kakapo
In your island country
There were hundreds of thousands
of you
Committed to a small jail cell
There now survives so very few.
*Dedicated to one of the most amazing, and rarest
birds in the world, the Kakapo from New Zealand.
62 are currently left in existence.
A. Green
The world of Invasions
Like a virus, europeans came, tried to eliminate.
What they did not, abused !!!, trying to assimilate.
With such arrogance, greed, their evil hand,
conned, stole, raped and pillaged First Nations, land.
The Spanish, also – from afar they came.
In Mexico, South America, they did the same.
The world over, this was their game plan !!!
to conquer the worlds indigenous man
Two beautiful continents – once so pristine.
After four hundred years, never again to be seen,
as greed, profit, the desire to control - by the few -
leaves so very little of what our forefathers once knew.
Our air, our land, has been poisoned by industrial waste.
Our foods, genetically manipulated, poisoned for profit haste.
We are living longer, yet with more disease.
Doctors fill us with poisonous chemicals, to ease,
yet, we are ever more stressed, living life distressed,
but are all our ills just masked, or truly addressed ?
B. J. “A ” 2
July 23rd 2015
Geography and Racism
I have only seen
Africa from the deck
Of a ship sailing by
What I know comes
From books
White men meeting
In darkest Africa
The merchants followed
Soldiers
And colonisation
Racism is contagious and
It settled in the mind
Of Europeans
The illness widened to
Include everyone not white
Now we live
With our trespasses
It truly is a burden
When Europeans first came to America, it seemed to be their role...
To reach out with both hands, for all the goods and lands they stole.
When our nation was founded by men of vision...
They spoke out, their king showed them nothing but derision.
The colonization by troops and taxes imposed were so unfair...
Liberty from him was declared, fought for, and taken from there.
The thefts of that king were small by any means...
To the way we have treated our fellow Americans.
We continued to take the Indians' lands...
Never thinking twice, of the blood on our hands.
We greeted the black man with whip and chains...
Can we ever remove the ghosts of their pains?
Yes, we drenched our land red with blood to set them free...
But prejudice remains, even after more than a century.
We have helped set so many peoples free with our aid in war...
Have we forgotten at home, just what was fought for?
"Ours is the greatest country" we tend to shout...
Yet, the Ugly American still lurks about.
The world watches us with wonder and awe...
Many hate or envy us, because of our human nature's flaw.
Many cast for hope, but reel in despair...
The things we do to others, we must do with better care.
The Greatest Generation the world will ever know...
Is slowly dying, their life's light passing out, as darkening embers go.
If our nation should have learned anything...
It must be that millions suffer to have Freedom's Ring.
Our understanding and compassion will go a long way...
To let them see, the "Ugly American's " face, as not so ugly one day.
The Nurse of Zionism (part 1)
She visited the stolen land
loved putting her feet in the sand
the sand was not pleased
the crushed bones of Palestinian dreams
olive trees burned so Europeans could party
Over three hundred bullets in a six year old
"Its complicated"
Thousand of children slaughtered
"Its complicated"
Doctors raped in IDF prisons
"Its complicated"
Children used as human shields
"Its complicated"
Hospitals bombed on purpose
"Its complicated"
Medical equipment smashed by soldiers
"Its complicated"
IDF dress up in Palestinians women's cloths
"Its complicated"
One will never heal
with a heart so cold for others
selfish, self centered, self absorbed
to the core
Nazis had nurses too
I should not be shocked
The Angel of Tel Aviv (Part 2)
I ask why the ones
with hearts of gold
carry such a heavy burden
of pain, loss and sadness
The world such a miserable place
nurses should carry compassions grace
mostly true
for in the afternoon sun,
the Hanoun in bloom
in Tel Aviv an angel of mercy
restored my faith in humanity
Long before the white man came
to the Black Hills of South Dokota,
in a teepee made of buffalo skin
lived a young Sioux warrior called Akecheta;
he hunted with a hawk that spotted the slowest
horse, his friends admired him for his courage.
He rode through prairies for hours,
never taking taking a nap and rest
under the shade of a Prickly Pear Cactus!
He watched rainbows stretching
over a horizon dazzling with sun
and invoked the Great Spirit before
heading home through prairies;
he lived in the shadow of mountains
where Howthorne trees showed
their small red berries in the beezy
and pleasant days of early autumn!
He found a hawk who had injuried
wings and showed him his kindness;
hunter and predator became friends,
their boldness could scare a bear.
On his hunting days Akecheta carried
a red-tailed hawk on his shoulder
for guidance, hoping to find a fawn
to take home to feed his family!
Ackecheta hunted for rabbits and deer,
their meats were so tasty and tender;
there's was no scarcity of food:
either be buffalos, nuts or berries.
America was already blessed by God
before Europeans came to conquer;
was the God of the Sioux kinder than
that of the adventurous pioneers?
Ackecheta never saw a beautiful ocean
with shrieking seagulls flying overhead...
only mountains that he called canyons.
He loved the majestic Roughlock Falls,
but he cried when he saw the newcomers
cut down all the tallest Quaker aspens:
had he tried to stop them with angry
screams, he would have been killed!
Written on 6/12/2017
People emigrated from many shores
To a New World that had no closed doors
American culture’s diversity
Thank God we live in the land of the free
Asians, Africans, Europeans too
Many nationalities did accrue
Leaving behind countries with tyranny
Thank God we live in the land of the free
Troubles erupted among many clans
And yet now in peace we stand holding hands
A rainbow of blessings, God’s artistry
Thank God we live in the land of the free
This blend adds richness to the melting pot
Thankful for all the liberty we’ve got
Each has a place in our society
Thank God we live in the land of the free
Discrimination sinks into the past
Knowing that our strong bonds are sure to last
America says, “Welcome” to you and me
God’s blessings found in the land of the free
*Entry for Dane Ann's contest
Chilled by cold Canadian air
Lake Okanagan’s waters run deep
And so does its Ogopogo
A legend the centuries keep
Native Americans feared it
Animal sacrifices were made
Before they boarded their canoes
And set out to traverse the lake
Campfire stories natives told
Of the monster “Snake in the Lake”
Long before Europeans arrived
To find odd figures in boats’ wakes
On the same latitude as Loch Ness
Ogopogo is thought to dwell
Beneath the cliffs of Squally Point
In an underwater cave’s well
Indian legends oft’ based on fact
And more than lore is in this mix
Thirty cars filled with tourists
Stared in awe, 1926
From fifteen to forty feet long
Lean body with a serpent’s head
Noted scientists suggest it is
A primitive whale once thought dead
Curious folks throughout the world
Are drawn to the creature’s lake
With two hundred sightings to date
Do you think what they’re seeing is fake?
February 24, 2020
For Chantelle's "Your Favorite Legend" contest
The King's Wife - Te Arri Vahine
Gauguin’s painting of “The King’s Wife,”
immortalized a goddess of Tahiti, Pacific paradise.
Mesmerizing mahogany muse memorializing his canvas,
she’s a tropical Venus on a bed of forest green grass.
Nature’s umbrella, a thick canopy of mango trees,
shades and shelters her stirring up a light cool breeze.
Adorned with a single white flower near her right ear,
she holds behind her thick raven-dark hair,
a large red round fan like a haloed crown,
accentuating her silky soft skin of golden brown.
Supreme is her majesty dominating this idyllic scene,
basking in her own exotic glory she’s royally serene.
Modestly draped to protect her from roving eyes,
a white shawl covers her groin and bold womanly thighs.
Displaying her nymph-like body, supple and proud,
her pert breasts are full, firm, and well-endowed;
and like the succulent orange-red mangoes beside her,
she’s sweet, luscious, fully ripe, and mature.
Wearing a pensive smile, she’s intriguing the king’s bride…
does her Madonna-like belly nurture a secret growing inside?
05-22-2017
Contest: Celebration of Art Contest
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues
Placement: 1st
* Paul Gauguin (French, 1848–1903) painted "The King’s Wife" in 1896. Post-Impressionist artist, he abandoned his native France for most of the 1890s to live on the Pacific island of Tahiti, which was a French colony since 1881. Gauguin was attracted to the island and what he saw as the primitive culture of its people. He shared the fantasy of many Europeans of the time that Tahiti was a sort of tropical paradise. Through his paintings he actually reflected his passionate love for the visual and sensuous beauty of the world.
https://www.1000museums.com/art_works/paul-gauguin-te-arii-vahine-the-king-s-wife or https://learner.org/courses/globalart/work/134/index.html
They once lived here on Hudson River banks-
Lenape Indians of long ago.
Beneath our home may lie the underworld
of spirits that we know to come and go.
Our kids and friends held campfires down the hill,
and from the woods heard chants clear as can be.
An arrowhead was found and brought inside,
and from that day the spirits seemed most free.
For years we've seen the shadows down our hall
and darting figures rushing by each door;
a fan that starts to whirl with no switch turned;
lamp lights that dim at will on every floor.
Much time has passed since we had built our home-
the coffee maker still turns on at will.
The touch lamps glow and fade all by themselves;
computer icons move, do not stay still.
So many mornings, our computer screens
are fixed on 'guest' and not our email names,
just like some ghosts signed on and off all night-
these spirits are intent on playing games.
No harm has come to us, just puzzling times,
in never knowing why this came to be.
Perhaps a tribe once lived here long ago;
their roaming spirits, still alive and free.
September 12, 2016
~7th Place~
Contest Name: Give Me Goosebumps
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
Judged: 12/21/2018
True story- based on the myths about these Indian spirits still roaming.
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"Newburgh, NY, is located on the west shore of the Hudson River on the lands of the Waoranek peoples described by the Europeans who first encountered them as a close-knit, loving, and peaceable group. The Waoranek was part of the Lenape tribe of the Algonquin nation. Around them, in the bay, were other related bands also part of the greater Lenape-Algonquin peoples."