Long Tribesmen Poems

On December the twenty eight in the year eighteen ninety
Major Samuel Whitside was on patrol, with the seventh cavalry
When they sighted a party of Indians from the Lakota nation
And told them they'd be escorted to...

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THE BUFFALO
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


THERE WAS A TIME I ROAMED THESE PLAINS
FAR BEYOND WHERE THE EYE CAN SEE
IF YOU LIVED ON THESE PLAINS 
YOU HAD TO DEPEND AND FOLLOW ME
IF YOU WANTED QUALITY MEAT TO EAT
GRASS...

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...Outside the French guns continued to screech,
a blast rocked them all, and opened a breach,
morale was fading, beginning to sag,
the next day the French sent out a truce flag.

Ned watched from afar, he could not...

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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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Ten years past since Coyote deceased
The land became fruitful, with the help of a new priest
It was the time of the crescent moon
When the boys would be sent out across the desert dune
To kill a...

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Have you heard about the two tribesmen who were cannibals?
  They're names were "Zee" and "Zoo" and often met in the forest to discuss their meals.
  One day, Zee says to Zoo, "Have...

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Frontier

At the edge of my seat through a negate in deceit

Wasteful moments wandering in pierced quiet desperation

Without a shoulder to cry

To quiver amidst an evil empire seperated within

We are so much more then premortal slime
~

We...

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Goodmorning my dearest ones
I have a confession to make today
One day I was thinking about life
The struggles one has to endure before success kicks in
The investment one had to draw and rewrite before you are...

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Brass balls & eyes with a sliver of sin
Hence, where do I even bother to begin?
In fragmentation out on its desolate isle
We will know all the more in a great while

In sesation we get desperate...

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Her sharp nail cut away the muscle from the bone
Each tormented scream of his was heard by her and him alone
He panted between screams and shouted, “Do you know who your father is?”
“It was the...

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We are quarreling over a graveyard of great ideas
Wandering under skies filled with flying political spears
Ideas are rotting under the soils dug by the unscrupulous
We buried our true identity and our mourning is pretentious

The commoners...

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Asking tribe’s future to the totem pole that grew higher 
with the stock of fogs, drizzles, snows, suns, moons and stars,
that Haida laid one at a time from the day of their first step 
on...

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Wherever I stand,
It will be my holy land!
Wherever I stand,
It will be my holy land,
Listen to what I say,
And read my lips Friend!
The world has dramatically changed,
And became difficult to re-fix or amend!
The world of...

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Through a chosen vine

Grafted in a space in time aligned within,

A sequential vast spectrum in time
The vast amount of its sequential thought
In the significant amount of delegation
In scorn attributes within vast decorum reflective swift innocence;

Through...

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An Independence Day Poem written by John Sorie Conteh

I am Mama Salone, the crying mother!
A mother to millions of children.
I am a freedom fighter who fought for the freedom of my siblings and home:
3 scores...

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I wear your love like a garment, like a sheet it covers me.
It drapes over my shoulders and wraps around my waist.
It blankets my heart.
As natives wear headdresses and tribesmen wear beads, identifying their clan,...

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My name is Abioye
Into royalty i was born
I stand here today
Lost, forlorn

But the time has come
For me to stand up for my rights
To return to my Kingdom
Watch my enemy run, take flight

We of Ghana
Are Warrior...

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                       I
  There is a mud brick house
with roof of palm fronds...

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A strategic application to the golden rule
Increasing power with apologies
Break the barriers that stand in the way of communication
Our society is on some broken ship out to sea
On some long awaited chartered vacation

Exploring the other...

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Orang Ulu
Pronounced Uloo = Collective name for the 
up-river people of Sarawak

Orang Ulu,
loping through mottle-green light of the jungle-track,
lighter than dawn-mist, nimble as wild-cat.
Hunt-hounds around-him are bounding and
wailing a death-hymn or baying for
deer-spoor or fat-ox...

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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...

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I listen to my words but they fall far below
I'll never make the same mistake
carnality lifting through the extreme
blinded decorum of harmful interludes
there isa cave with evil twisted ways
caverns filled with darkened conclaves
dark viscous fangs...

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Poetic Licence

I've been granted my Poetic Licence,
Which allows me to write as I find.
Exaggeration here, embellishment there,
A free spirited open mind.

With vivid inspired imagination,
I see clearly the world around me,
Never letting the truth spoil a...

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Journey


Dirt, grass and wildlife govern 
The Savanna
Elephant, lion, hyena
Roam the  land 
We pride on our livestock 
Of goat and cow
There’re all we’ve got to survive 

Our journey on foot
Will leave our mothers worried and...

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Great Spirit whispers on breathing breeze; 'It is time',
puce plume in saffron noon signals hunt's aborning,
ThunderBeasts' harrowing hooves erupt Great Plains grime,
soon will ail, widow's wail like a wild dove's mourning...

Ancient wisdom, ebony eyes, high...

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