Short Native Poems
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Remember ; Mountain :
When Paiute canoes paddled :
Bygone many years
Inspired by Raul's Contest " Morning Ambience "
haiku
the poison dart frog
these from the native to tropical central and south america.
No swimming in water.
clan elders
a generation's wisdom
in touch with spirits
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on September 5, 2018
Temporary
Love is a tiny bird
Landing on her branch
Only to soar far away.
There's no saying
How long she will stay.
beautiful bangtail
spirit untamed
racing tumbleweeds
thundering
across mesas
stallions wrestle
under night skies...
"Nunna Dual Tsuny"
wild roses now grow
as living epitaphs on
"the trail where they cried"
©deborah burch
1.29.2013
brightest bulb in sky
colors trees with chill and hue ~
sparks of cold winter
(September Full Moon – Assiniboine)
solunar evening
serene azure beckoning ~
stirrers of the deep
(August Full Moon – Great Lakes and Lake Champlain)
fish swimming upstream
spawning dreams of renewed life ~
cries of joyfulness
(April Full Moon – coastal Tribes)
The future does not startle me anymore
The gift of now is my shield
Made of a native rock,
right here
I stand protected.
Been asleep for long
Aboard this old train of dreams,
Time to awaken
To a truth long forgotten:
The tale of the forsaken.
bare bleached bones shining
vapored vision of verglas ~
horned owl screeches surge
(February Full Moon – Cherokee)
Robet Allan Zimmerman
a native-born Minnesotan
he changed his name to Dylan
and now he is worth millions
sterile white snowflakes
coldness covers the still night ~
snow wolf fluffs its tail
(January Full Moon – Algonquin)
mustard spreads its warmth
stone ground with bits of bold brown ~
leaves valiant passing
(September Full Moon – Lakota)
warm winds whispering
sweet sounds silently soothing ~
lone leaf lands lightly
(October Full Moon – Cree)
a placid lake at sunrise
bending to fill a weaved basket
water's reflect a native squaw
All those who write, train them to lead
To read all writings in some more speed
To find time to write more writings to read
War
Brothers
More blood spilled
Red man and white
Love
For the Favorite Movie Contest..
A pact has been made
No feasting on human blood
The Cullen's behave
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-2.php
Christmas cold nocturne
brightness lights the noiseless night ~
restless reindeer rise
(December Cold Moon – Mohawk)
This island is my garden,
As its gatekeeping warden
I protect all of which is splendid.
I forbid thee entree for what you did.
a warrior awakes
full~ hardened at sunrise
love breaks his fasting
young squaw with belly rounded
quickening~ a warrior wakes
am from the south
thats my rout
am about soul
i do have golds
no doubt am reaching out
i grew up with toy
PLAIN OLD COUNTRY BOY
His fur was soft and clean
as he ran
it was like a dream
when he tripped and fell
staight into hell
then he started to scream