Navaho Poems - Poems about Navaho

...navaho rainbow owl appear to me in my dreams show me my intended paths bring the people I need into my life you are my totem, my rock, my strength you bring me my power and my wealth I am i......Read the rest...

...Claim the Skies Back Eastern Alleppo, weighed down like a ghetto Destroyed like Navaho By the unfathomably destructive deeds of a single generation Distorted venerations based on misinterpretat......Read the rest...

...snail peeked out of his owner’s Navaho backpack where was his owner? They would be late for the geology test. He knew he had been dropped accidentally he began whistling......Read the rest...

...The Holy Bible is a Journal. On the desk, and it's definitely not made of Mahogany, it's lightly-stained Oak. The blanket is Navaho. It's All Sacred. Those Impeccable Tribes of the D......Read the rest...

...An energetic wedge of blue cranes doing mating dances entered into Little Bear’s dream state without warning Are they my totem? My spiritual advisors? My power animals? He believed in such things,......Read the rest...

...Navaho woman gathers eagle feathers in a thoughtful way Understanding their mystical properties better than most The feathers invite ancestral spirits to gather their soul clan The resulting entic......Read the rest...

...---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Deliberately Flawed Makers of pottery, rug weavers too, from varied cultures- plan each design; create ......Read the rest...

...I might have seen, (not on a movie or television screen), but had looked where the mind flickers when I am not there to block the view. In that place, where my dreams see through a dar......Read the rest...

...He salutes the mountains Tehachapi to the west San Gabriel and San Bernardino to the south This is his rite of passage His coming of age How he’s yearned For his spiritual journey To become a......Read the rest...

...Hang Over Reflections Last night a Korean friend from Virginia came for a two week visit He brought with him a 30-year Bottle of Ballentine whiskey. Of course, we must drink it and then we must......Read the rest...

...Where have all my people gone, the Navaho, Lakota, And the Sioux, Choking for a breath of life's sustaining air, Smothered beneath the white man's blanket. The beating heart of native drums, are ......Read the rest...

... Wild horses, prairies, desert canyons, Native Indians, brush landscapes by 'Dean of Western Painters' known as Olaf Wieghorst. His contrast boldness, softened with light blended hues, st......Read the rest...

...THE LAST STAND Where have all my people gone, the Navaho, Lakota, and the Sue, Smothered beneath the white man's blanket, Chocking for a breath of airs life's sustaining oxygen. The beating hea......Read the rest...

...The Fox: 1. the blare of the horn snooty hooves of fire red coats... panting for my life 2. briar rabbit ears twisting in my angry grip... more tall tales are told ......Read the rest...

...an east meets west show the Navaho laid low- on western art nouveau * a baize and handspun wool blanket-widely pictured in Stikley's Arts& Crafts mag 'Craftsman' c 1900 http://www.pbs.org/w......Read the rest...