Native Americans Poems - Poems about Native Americans

The still air is broken by a distant shout, Watch out now Steven there's Red Indians about. Your bright eyes widen in the sunny glow, Quickly now Steven lets make you a bow. Carefully through the trees we tramp, Quitely now Steven there's the Indain camp. But you are not scared, your chest is full of pride, Now Daddy has made you...

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I All sorts of fears A place of tears And all these years I thought these letters Strung together for a collector? No, far from such C O I M E T R O PH O B I A Intimated I feared losing Coins at the cemetery But oops, nothing to do with coins! II Then capital, names, of nations can And do raise the odd...

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I If Obama and fans had stormed Capitol, democracy would preach II If Obama and fans had stormed the Capitol, he would not preach again III If Trump ever pays for 2021 sedition, all blood of First Nations would be Silenced...

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The more we walk in unspoiled nature…the more we hear her sounds and see her sights…the more and more we realize the Native American’s had it right… On our walk the other day…once again we were in awe… let me share with you to some of the sights and sounds…some of the wonders that we heard and...

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RITUAL The anthropology professor said Iroquois ways were a fading reflection, a cultural trace of a poetic narrative of indigenous wisdom, tribal traditions that marry the spirit of a primitive people to enduring kinship with the earth and the sky The anthropology professor called the delicate touch the definitive expression of intimate knowledge, giving meaning and myth to mystical caprice in the cardinal winds,...

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There are many of us who say we had nothing to do with the theft of land out from under the Natives who were here before us…that we didn’t break any promises, we didn’t lie or steal or kill in a massive land-takeover bid…. There are many of us who say we feel no shame, we...

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When I was young I couldn’t wait to go outside and play when school was not in session on Christopher Columbus Day. We were taught all the stories…how he sailed the ocean blue with the Nina, the Pinta, and the Santa Maria…in 1492. We were taught he was a great explorer, across the oceans his boats swirled. We were taught...

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They where hunter gatherers at one with the land, They thanked mother earth with song and dance, Occasionally another tribe would raid and kill, Years they lived on the land with customs and traditions The head was the chief beloved by all, Happy .... not knowing what was to come. White man came they wanted their land, White man spoke with folk...

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Native Americans were given such a dirty deal Fought for the land that was theirs, how would you feel My mind can't conceive Of this horrible deed Incomprehensible, unfathomable, totally unreal...

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I have a shark's tooth Found under the soil not so deep In my Kansas yard. I hide it from others so they will not ruin My illusions about it. I feel it is from a fierce and mighty shark Who devoured little fish, and even maybe a human leg. I picture it as being from prehistoric times. I hide it especially...

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Wolf’s Song I have the Great Wolf’s spirit Flowing through my veins. I can feel how my tribe suffered When I gaze at their remains. For all that’s left has turned to dust, No longer do they cry. They remain a haunting memory Where soaring eagles fly. Once a mighty nation With pride and love to share That white men turned to ashes With no sympathy or...

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There was a mystical anticipation in Running Wolf’s embracing forest tonight. A heart-felt feeling that encompassed the tents, The bonfires, and the family. The children had felt it at first light. Mother Air was fog-like thick, Father Mountain colder than usual. Brother Trees darkened themselves in a strange way, Auntie Twilight helped Spirit Sisters enter the trees, Rocks, and moss, on...

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As a boy he read a lot of their stories. At eleven he started to write two prose books about them and he taught himself to swim their way. At seventeen he walked alone for ten days through the forests of Holy Cross Mountains to bond himself with nature. God saved him many times in his journeys. After High School he studied...

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Brothers and sisters embrace true Church of Resurrected Christ. There are many churches, but only the one established by Resurrected Christ is true. Get hold on Heaven, on eternity. There are many empty thrones in Heaven, after corrupted Angels were expelled. These thrones will be given to the holy people. Bad Colonists will be expelled as corrupted Angels. Ask any Roman Catholic Priest ...

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Native Americans, Truth In The Telling NOT FOR CONTEST Savage was their race, deep cuts in their blows Brave with no disgrace, as history shows Hunters strong, wandering in wooded glen Where they belong, valiant tales of men Swift as deer, primeval in their wild ways Rarely prone to cheer, hard were their...

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