Short Sioux Poems

An angry girl can throw a punch
That makes a man toss up his lunch
To co-exist
Avoid her fist
By giving her a Nestlé Crunch!...

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tepee flap open
you are welcome in my friend
rattle it when closed
except when two sticks are crossed
there’s no need to start a war

8/16/2018...

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General Custer couldn't muster
Enough men to form a cluster,
Indians shooting straight and true,
I think it might've been the Sioux,      ---- pronounced Soo
Had Custer in a fluster....

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A Lakota Sioux Elder 
  once prophetically said…

  “We will be known forever
   by the tracks we leave behind”

That wisdom now marking
  a trail of tears
   —any hope still yet to find

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)...

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There once lived a general named Custer,

   Well-known for his arrogance and bluster.

      He met his Waterloo,

         By bands of wrathful Sioux.

            Could be said this was his final muster!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired...

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How much would you pay to be published?
I laugh.
But then people would ask for your autograph
I thought of all the germs on an autograph book
And the Delta varient, and I laughed til I shook
I'd pay nothig, not one Sioux.
I can be published on the internet for free, you Doo-Doo....

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Stately totems of the proudest tribe,
not as sleek as the evergreen pine...
the blood of the Sioux flows,
the carnage is a terrible loss.

Corps sprawled as harvested corn husks
that grew on prairies beneath huge rocks....
hear the wailing of violated women,
and the loud cry of hungry children....

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I am an Apache brave, the preteen rat said.
He had always wanted to be one, this critter, Ed.
Why not a Wyandotte, an Osceola or a Sioux?
This confused the rat, who did not know what to do.

I guess any Indian culture in the USA will be okay.
For I am tired of being a preteen, Ed said right away.
You will still be a preteen, said his wise grandmother.
Don’t worry about it then, just get rid of my brother....

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Read a Book about a General named Custer
Pompous and Ambitious 
He was filled with Bluster 

Thought of Fighting Indians from Night until Muster 

Little Did he know in a Dream his Men were seen by Sitting Bull
The Great Indian Cheif of The Teton Sioux 

Attacked by Crazy Horse and Slaughtered at the Little BigHorn

General Custer's Massacre 

Doomed the Indians 

as They were met with American's Eternal Scorn...

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Can a roll roll a role?
Can a flea flee a flea?
Can a sea see a sea?
  Can I just be me?

Can a right write a right?
Can a sight cite a sight?
Can a knee knee a knee?
  Can we just say oui?

Can a Pole poll a Pole?
Can a Thai tie a Thai?
Can an aye eye an aye?
  Can I just be me?

Can a no know a no?
Can a hue hew a hue?
Can a Sioux sue a Sioux?
  Can IOU?

Can a ware wear a ware?
Can a bear bare a bear?
Can a Bea be a bee?
  Can I just be me?...

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Value is personal all cultures through.
Check out the visitors seen in your zoo.
Younger kids love to pet the mama ewe
while teens want to watch baby snake’s debut.
I fancy museums, what about you?
Rate old Muslim mosques found in Timbuktu
with the bear claw necklaces of the Sioux.
Pondering preferences hitherto
contentious prejudice we can subdue.

November 2, 2022

Sponsor	Hilo Poet
Contest Name	MonoMixoRhyme

9 lines, 10 syllable each, 59 words
checked with HMS and RZ...

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Falling Feather maiden,
deep brown eyes heart's laden,
lover's body laid on
wickiup's mat so dead.
Brave strong Eagle life's gone,
no more you now may wed.

Baffalo wants you too,
he has made great coup,
taking braid in raid Sioux.
Horses, wampun, nice things,
giving these to make woo,
these to father brave brings.

Be good Falling Feather,
cold is freezing weather,
share much heat together,
sleeping by self shiver.
White horse he will tether,
he gives you band silver....

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