Long Tomahawk Poems

Hannah, I haven't seen or heard you cry
not in the gray of winter day
or in the cold silence of our prisoner nights,
the others can hardly keep up with you on the marches
your face is changeless...

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I've never seen a baby so merry as Martha...
They say March newborns are bellwethers for blissful Springs Mary...
Hannah, Haverhill has been a hard place to call home
I'm sorry about Elizabeth's hanging, 
Thomas has honored you...

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h when i was truth i fell
drew boy i grew up
still def still be a cre4ators tool
wipers for the pain tears drop
fear not, fret no baby worrys from the devil. whispers on my ear xrtays...

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School holidays were testing times for Mum’s with things we done,
when us kids had idle time to chase the values of new fun.
We’d trained our dogs, built bushland huts, chased rabbits; camped at night.
Dipped the...

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In a little ultra Leftist bastion called Berkley
a congregation of American Libertarians came,
it was March 4th and proud patriots marched forth
in solidarity for America's freedoms,
celebrating inherent rights with gratitude
most of all the 1st Amendment was...

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“They took the whole Cherokee nation
Put us on this reservation
Took away our ways of life
The tomahawk and the bow and knife”
        From “Indian Reservation” by Paul Revere and...

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Jeremiah did not hesitate,
he drew one up into his sights.
His Kentucky fired in dawn’s glow
caught a redcoat, dead-to-rights.

The others charged, sabers drawn,
so Jerermiah fled into the near forest.
Hiding and quickly reloading his gun,
the British charged...

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This house belonged to grandfather Rudolph,
though its history goes much further back,
all the way to the eighteen seventies,
when to this vast land Herbert Blake did trek.

It had once been a grand ranch homestead,
centerpiece of sixteen...

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...He saw his prize slipping away,
his future he now found in doubt,
had to make sure whoever came
would perish, and never walk out.

He had a compound in Puntland,
where arc and hostages were kept,
on guard were always...

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A sizzling hot pancake metropolis
   Kingsize of all market places,
   Every mystery is salable 
   The wind and shadows move and speeds transaction times;
   And the delicious...

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...A warrior shrieked, pitched sideways,
bled when he hit the ground,
the Apache spurred their horses,
looking to flank around.
But John expected such a thig,
he looked right and saw one,
the Indian jerked violently,
bullet through his eardrum.
Just them a...

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Fierce fighting raged, but surprise was gone,
the Americans rallied and pushed hard,
the Indians fell back, out of the ravine,
the patriots driving them that far.

Hand-to-hand combat broke out brutally,
with knives, clubs, and rifle-stocks,
Iroquois would wait until...

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On this peaceful land where we live comfortably 
with the neighboring villagers sharing the sun and moon, 
stars and clouds, winds and waters, rains and snows;
we sow the seeds on the field, wander in the...

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All we eat is elk meat, boiled elk, roasted elk, elk jerky
sometimes fried elk if we get bear or whale oil,
oh, and sometimes elk soup,
for four months we've subsisted exclusively on elk
except for occassional dog...

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Written: February 15, 2024
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I ultimately rule over these stunning valleys,
Elm trees with mossy brows line the alleys.
Where distant...

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Yes, it’s you God's favorite daughter
Just my luck, you're out of luck, I see 
Prowling the human backwater
You sure don’t need no luck with me
Luck with me
Luck with me

Love’s fertile water purifies
Your paper thin charade,...

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The winter winds moan among those forlorn monuments to death,
Marking the spots where brave men fell gasping their last breath.
Upon bleak Calhoun Hill where Seventh Cavalrymen gave their all,
Now lie 225 souls in hallowed graves...

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A problem to most men and A dynamic explosion to anything I paint orange
The missing link is always overlooked, of course I'm Intellegent enough to say it loud, I never fear the unknown and the...

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The Jehovah of Armies, Angels all around me, this world so filled with evil
we need a Savior to save our Country, and He's watching all the corruption
inside the course of action that it has taken,...

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I was hunting out bait for blackfish,
to compliment yabbies and worms.
With my tomahawk I sought a log,
Rotted down now for my terms.
It must be covered in moss;
nearly soil in the heart,
hidden amongst some ferns,
and easy...

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Ken Mattingly is mad
about being cut from the Apollo 13 crew -
now no one will see his zero-gravity backflip
until a later time, by then no one will care.
Tom Hank’s Luna capsule spins out of control;
ever...

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Cherokee chamber,
where a pow wow stampeedes preconceptions of inheritence,
from Her beaded neck charms of chance & chains of change
glisten from opulent offerings of roots, corn & lavender ablaze
on an alter of unworked stone mantled with...

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(7/5 Trochee rhyme form)

They’re coming. Listen closely.
Hear that distant thrum. . . 
that steady thrum- thrum- thrumming
of a tom-tom drum.

There! Beyond the cornfield rows.
Tell me, don’t you see
the tops of feathers moving
forward stealthily?

They’re so close...

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Something comes to mind;
It is no evil thing.
Objectified it stands,
Sings loudly with open mouth,
Nearly speechless.
So is the volume turned up,
Turned on
When frogs croak
In muddy ponds
And tadpoles wink the day.

The field is all clover--
Pure;
It feeds the...

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He exists in the shade of the mandrake plant,
It is his only passion in this twisted world;
Face down in the dirt- drugged and delirious,
Does not care if he wakes up or who walks by;
Hey...

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