Lakota Poems - Poems about Lakota

I ran across a prayer to the Earth written many years ago by the Lakota Sioux and mixing my words in with theirs… I’d like to share this prayer with you: Oh Great Spirit..whose voice I hear in the wind and whose breath has given life and innocence to me… I am small and weak and I need your wisdom to...

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This being Native American Heritage month I salute the indigenous people whose knowledge and principles I wish we’d done more to embrace… instead of doing everything in our power…their culture and identity to erase. If we’d only taken the time to see the world, our Earth, from their perspective from their unique point of view…. we could have learned a...

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‘Wana Hin Gle’ the Lakota call me, ‘Wana Hin Gle’ my given name ‘He Who Happens Now,’ the drumbeat has found me, reaching into this moment beyond glory and fame As ‘Wana Hin Gle,’ my spirit has wandered, as ‘Wana Hin Gle,’ my ancestors call The questions dissolve, as The Great Mystery beckons, the campfire eternal, the chanting enthralls “‘Wana Hin Gle,”’ my...

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The wolf demands what the shepherd can’t protect A busy hand helps the angry heart forget (Pine Ridge South Dakota: July, 2019) ‘To Mari Sandoz’...

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The white wing of the wind blew down from tomorrow Carrying a message of hope —from beyond the unknown (Dreamsleep: August, 2020)...

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Lakota legend of the white buffalo Clear intent for peace harmony and balance Between all colors of man And all living things in Earth mother Trust the guidance given to you by Spirit world Give thanks for your blessings Keep communication with creator open White buffalo is a reminder of this and more Symbolizes the seven sacred ceremonies Sweat lodge...

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‘Wana Hin Gle’ the Lakota call me, ‘Wana Hin Gle’ my given name ‘He Who Happens Now,’ the drum beat has found me, reaching into this moment beyond glory and fame As ‘Wana Hin Gle,’ my spirit has wandered, as ‘Wana Hin Gle,’ my ancestors call The questions dissolve, as The Great Mystery beckons, the campfire eternal, the chanting enthralls “‘Wana Hin Gle,”’...

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Crazy Horse's Naming Vision by Michael R. Burch Earthbound, and yet I now fly through these clouds that are aimlessly drifting... so high that no sound echoing by below where the mountains are lifting the sky can be heard. Like a bird, but not meek, like a hawk from a distance regarding its prey, I will shriek, not a word, but a screech, and my terrible clamor will turn them to clay? the...

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Lakota Heyokah Sacred clown Empathic Warrior Sacred Mirror Provoke Truth Using Laughter Precious Gift Lakota Heyokah...

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‘Wana Hin Gle’ the Lakota call me, ‘Wana Hin Gle’ my given name ‘He Who Happens Now,’ the drum beat has found me, reaching into this moment beyond glory and fame As ‘Wana Hin Gle,’ my spirit has wandered, as ‘Wana Hin Gle,’ my ancestors call The questions dissolve, as The Great Mystery beckons, ...

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____Lakota Language____ hey'api, khuta wasma, wankan tanka, han, In'anjinyo, wayanka, he ta'ku hwo? tate, maypiya, hanhepiwi, wicahpi, wa, wanji cet'an, wanji, wanji, sung manitu, tanka, khuta wasma, wiyakas, hin, nunpa cantes, wanji nagi, khuta wasma _____ English Translation____ It Is said, Below Deep Snow, Great Mysteries, Yes, Stand Up, Look, What Is...

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We people long before born here, hunting lands for our eat. our heavens above shed us tears, and life began to beat. Heavens gave to them purest birth, above they warm my skin. calling to me as mother earth, I beat their heart within. Nourished by the mother we live, grateful for all we own. we live on to all that she gives, her...

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Circle of drums beat to hearts joined in solemn union with the ways of the past. The Eagle flies overhead, reminding the Chosen People of their destiny. Elders share wisdom with their youth, filling them with strength to overcome the burdens, the pale-faces have pressed upon them. Sacred Vision Quests show the path the Great Spirit has designed for them. The White Buffalo appears,...

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I'm very small I am called Standing Tall My story to be read as i live through it all. Our Dakota lands are forest and vast Where our ancestors have hunted From long in the past. Our tribes are, a confederation of seven With our language of Lakota, Sioux heaven We stand proud as we remember our past And look to our gods, to...

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