Flower Native American Poems

crisp frosty morning
	ice subsides damp within grass ~
		brindled baby’s breath

(December Full Moon – Cree)
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Natives,  Adivasi, however we identify them,
They were there before we came, and took over their land from them,
We used them, displaced them, put a...

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boisterous blooming
	kaleidoscopic chaos ~
		butterfly ballet

(May Full Moon – Algonquin)...

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when the ducks return
	pink mosses utter volumes ~
		Lakota listen

(April Full Moon – Lakota)...

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Temporary

Love is a tiny bird
Landing on her branch
Only to soar far away.
There's no saying
How long she will stay....

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Trees have never talked before
no one has ever heard tree thoughts.
As plants evolved, so did trees;
trillions and trillions appeared,
half gone now, down to three trillion.
Trees...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Escaping from the wintry plight 
Fearless knight 
Having golden locks 
With a physique like a rock 
Walked up and down the mountainous block 
In the...

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I have chosen to hide away
when night has come without delay
with moonrise

I'm toxic to those who know me
with no misgivings to finality
apathetic moonstone

Shiva worships my...

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Mayan Poetry Translations

The Receiving of the Flower
excerpt from a Mayan love poem
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Let us sing overflowing with joy
as we observe the...

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many days we walked
an unforgiving sun
beating down upon us
and at night
even the cold moon
seemed to curse us...

Seeing what no eye should see
our tears mingled with...

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Oh the daily news got to her
But; she couldn't turn away
It was like watching a train wreck
Though it made her nerves so frayed

Each night she...

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Since a child I have wandered and explored,
the forest and all the meadows and streams;
the spirit wind has been my great reward,
my hair taken along...

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Native American Translations

Cherokee Travelers' Blessing I
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I will extract the thorns from your feet.
For yet a little while, we will walk...

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Since a child I have wandered and explored,
the forest and all the meadows and streams;
the spirit wind has been my great reward,
my hair taken along...

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