Best Geronimo Poems

They called me white cheese,
I was there,
to put a flower in my hair.
No experience can compare,
for five long years.
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His name was Mescalero Chiricahua,
Which means The One Who Yawns.
But fate had greater plans for him,
And not much would he yawn.

He was a great leader...

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His real name was Goyathlay
One who yawns
Was not the legendary leader 
Of the Chiricahua Apache.
Though appeared to be so,
never a chief but a medicine man...

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[Just a little note to help maintain the peace on Soup.          
To cause no animosity among...

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Draped and locked like a curtain in Guantanamo
I use my words to peel scalps like Geronimo
Just like a teen girl my mouth has a heavy...

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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...

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They lived on the plains
and in the mountains.
There was warriors
and peaceful tribes.
All wore ornate head dresses
for their celebrations.
Dancing around fires
for successful hunts 
and to tell...

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1/16/21


Pure silence or the sound of wind chimes
Willing to do anything to save their own hides
People still committing horrific crimes
During low and high tide
It's been...

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Summer nights in Centerville, sleeping on the top bunk bed;
A transistor radio playing low, lying right there near my head.
The Big Red Machine was in...

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amuck - adverb.flailing in all directions, about, around - His ideas ran amuck.

brang – verb, past tense.bring – You ring, you rang, I bring, I...

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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...

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At the end of each summer day,
while laying there in my bed,
I placed a small transistor radio
under the pillow near my head.

Each night that the...

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BEDONKOHE BLOOD
Great Spirit here come I in humble prayer
child of your Bedonkohe blood and line.
I raise my hands to recognize you there
and plea you recognize...

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Blue Iris, 
Grimoire gondolas steal unbound human yawns,
Each Charon poised with sallow spear along the River:
Austere laughter of headless boughs 
sipping grave-scented spiritual kisses.

Gruel to...

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Riding bareback ‘cross the wide plains
Brave Geronimo in his deep pain
Makes his pathway, looking forward
Never losing faith in fortune
To the far off land Dakota
Where he...

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