Best Teepees Poems

Sacred Dwellers

I am of Native American born
To be caretaker of Mother Earth sworn 

I heal with powers, a medicine man                         ...

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Walking my land reminds me of why I am here in lieu of other places
It is a magical lilting land where Indian teepees used to reside
An unfettered meadow forest mix with wild strawberries,
Queen Anne’s lace and renegade daisies and red mushrooms
The second I saw this...

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Nostalgic Nights.
The smell of gas in the vintage moped I drove an hour to buy, 
Driving down that small-town street at night,
Lit by the dim bike light on that streetlight-less street.
Mixing gas with oil and lighting puddles afire. 
It was light in the dark and...

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The Ending at Wounded Knee

This is what happened:
Two worlds collided,
The elder one died.

Pony soldiers and Indian police,
Trigger happy and jumping at shadows,
Killed Sitting Bull at Pine Ridge;
     His horse pawed the muddy ground and danced
     To the...

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The Hi-ways and the By-ways
By Franklin Price
6/5/2016

The hi-ways and the bi-ways long before the Super-way,
Driving 'round the country different, here are memories of the day

The roads were mostly two lane, speeds were fast at fifty-five.
Had to watch out for the tractors to get there breathing...

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Weeds and grass grow in the cracks
of sun-faded, crumbling pavement,
a parking lot that once was full
of stressed parents and cowboys nascent.
A grand sign over the entry
now is rotted two-thirds away,
this old piece of my childhood
truly has seen better days.

It was an old-west town once,
where we...

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The day seemed no different 
From the ones that pasted before
Heat, dust and wind
Made living here a chore 
We haven't had a drop of rain
For as long as I remember
It seems to me 12 years ago
From this past December

This dusty little town 
Wasn't much for...

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They took their ponies onto the plains.  We had let them live there as long as we could but the white men kept coming and it was not our place to stop them.  The winds blew hard and it rained for a long...

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She had the physique
of a greek Goddess
olive sun-toned skin
from heritage past

her pearly smile
both warm and inviting
vulnerable and innocent
as that of an infant child

named for the butterfly
her spirit yearned to be free
to soar beyond the dreams
her ancestors were denied

she saw the eagles 
with wings of silver
soaring,...

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pyramid outlines glazed against desert skyline
castles and teepees in recesses of her mind

daydreams and nightmares she couldn’t shake
through the modern world she tries to break

feeling out of whack
she struggles to look back

knowing her present does not seem contemporary
each incarnation is but temporary

only a famous hypnotherapist
finds...

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Imagine for a time with me
Look out across a huge prairie
As far as the eye can see
The winds blowing softly
Making waves like on a sea

Imagine for a time with me
How the indians lived you see
They lived in teepees
Out on this huge prairie

Imagine for a time...

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Far from having a nascent thought that envelops my rabid self,
Like inside of an accurate Swiss watch that had been given -
A present to presidents and diplomats from the 70’s era,
Memories in the kaleidoscope of life, one by one,
Like crazy soldiers we used to see...

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Just 'fore words formed inside my head 
as my mother put me to bed
her sweet voice would rhyme to lull me
tales of children wild and misled.

Who ran and played and sang and danced
deep in teepees as in a trance.
Or climbing atop the walls of castles
dueled...

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I paint with acrylics
Oils are more vibrant;
But I have no patience
For letting anything dry

Watercolor is uncontrollable;
This is too close to my own personality
I cannot fathom the enjoyment of watching the paint take over
Doing what it wants when it wants, like my dogs and children.

Using neon...

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II.
They did not use Reid Gibson that kindly
as they drove him swiftly on up the trail,
when he fell behind or misunderstood
the two would both strike him without fail.

Was he to be held for a big ransom?
if so they would be facing a long wait,
he had...

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