Buffalo Poems - Poems about Buffalo

...Cree nation my grandmother heritage it's been awhile since I felt such an emotional fear from a man my abusive ex husband arouse my thinking i sat with my new husband such a peaceful cele......Read the rest...

... Today as we traveled from Michigan into Canada across the twin cities of Salt Ste. Marie…. on the 300 miles of this journey…we learned a little more history…. The name Canada most likely came ......Read the rest...

...Return to your normal schedule and meet me at the square, return to your normal schedule and open the mail before it is too late, this too will pass and the silence will not last, hurricane Beryl has......Read the rest...

... Today we took a beautiful hike…a journey we wanted to make through some woods, across a meadow ending up at Two Medicine Lake. This lake is sacred to the Blackfeet Nation because, as they expla......Read the rest...

... For today’s blessing I thought it would be neat to yield my pen to one of the Niitsitapi tribe We gave them the name Blackfeet: What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It i......Read the rest...

...Custodians of ancient wisdom Omens on wings of white Symbols of transformation Graceful watchers in flight Harboring all the secrets the creative and destruction Protectors of the buffalo Wa......Read the rest...

..."I'm a conundrum. Or an enigma. I forget which." James A. Owen In a white man's world, I've become an enigma, feeling like I don't belong, trying to break the stigma. In these mental......Read the rest...

...Chetta Achara wrote a blog about Mount St. Helens. The volcano erupted in May 1980 and Chetta was a witness. I hope you read her blog. It inspired my poem. I saw ash on the highway 6 months later......Read the rest...

...No one’s exactly sure how this buffalo in the 1960s Found its way to live in the heart of the city How it separated from a sky stampede How the great beast dropped its guard and refused to riot W......Read the rest...

...During the Civil War, money came late, Indians starved, left to their fate. Two braves came across a white farmer's food. They were hungry and stressed and in a bad mood. Little Bear picked up ......Read the rest...

...The cold breeze on my face. Treetops whooping it up. The wild swoosh of wind. The first bolt of lightning and crackle of thunder… My dad remembers several feet of snow - a wall of solid whit......Read the rest...

... They thundered across the fertile plains, Those hardened hooves, those tangled manes, But now the Buffalo can't be found. They thundered across the fertile plains. The long grass h......Read the rest...

... “The more I learn about people, the more I like my dog ” ~attributed to Mark Twain The only "reels" I watch on Facebook are ones about animals, mostly dogs and ......Read the rest...

...brother buffaloes wait for us on the plain we give thanks to our father sky Apaches will eat well tonight the hunt begins......Read the rest...

...Its the sight waft of rotting flesh That first hits you While the smartly dressed Smiling warden ushers you in, Through narrow turnstiles There are rows of enclosures A maze of them, a maze o......Read the rest...