Native Poems - Poems about Native

Beneath the Wolf’s breath, rocks cradle my resting form. Wild rice sways, whispers— nature's soft secrets unfurl, beauty bathed in dawn's light. Note: Wild rice growing at mouth of Wolf River in Wisconsin on Menominee Indian Reservation....Read the rest...

Hika Bay Silent hawks appear outside our window two,then four,now six form a floating dimond A kettle of hawks roam high on ancient air sent by first peoples to remind us We dont own these wonders they belong to Hika Bay we are just the...Read the rest...

Clouds of grey hues, Swim across the air above. A dove is flying high, Racing to reach his nest below. You can feel the rain, Drizzling droplets from the sky. Pouring as it comes, Faster and faster raindrops...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 an egg, Grey Elk...Read the rest...

(with nudity optional) Not another effort from The Lefts bleating masses, but the sparkily aristocracy of cerebral-celebritys; their binary-duality sweeping earth-wise. I don't object to the subject necessarily. All Hell Breaks-Loose sometimes For Heaven's Sake...Read the rest...

Indian brave turned thirteen, it was his time in the woods He was to spend the night, blindfolded, listening to sounds A large animal came to keep him company, he knew not what But he felt its presence...Read the rest...

The rain that showered us all evening had stopped. although many drops were still clinging to the trees… As I walked a few of those drops fell down on me coaxed off their leaves by an early morning...Read the rest...

catostomidae a spiritual cleansing ~ sacrificial grace (April Full Moon – Anishinaabe)...Read the rest...

Only an Alchemist can master the mist at the flick of a wrist, but here's the twist... A White Witch can switch into a hag real fast and cast a spell that leads...Read the rest...

I dreamed of Johnny Cash last night, his music spoke to me, I said I thought that you were dead, but music lives said he, but music lives said he. From Folsom, to Fort Bend, for every soul behind bars, he asked...Read the rest...

Just about a mile outside pyrite town there's black powder mountain, forever looking down. It has a grizzly disposition and a couple veins of mean lightning licks the summit at every opportunity. Some went up to tame it and...Read the rest...

Wolf Heart has a noble soul his tribe reveres him Apache, Cherokee and Wyandotte fear him only three see his tender side his power animals and his wife Eagle feather...Read the rest...

The shipwreck had left Sam a bit delirious. He had been floating in the ocean on a board for days. The sky opened and he saw a white cloud Sitting on it was a white wolf There was a...Read the rest...

Sun gazing throughout the sensual faint hues dazzling off the lake the holy spirit appears in my midst while giant Egrets land on cool waters as thousands of white herons perch nestled so completely calming my...Read the rest...

Little ones gone house gone husband gone life gone dreams discarded they tell me run along I leave my homeland with a song one day I may be old I will come back to die with my family buried long ago never forgotten one day, there...Read the rest...