Sioux Poems - Poems about Sioux

I ran across a prayer to the Earth written many years ago by the Lakota Sioux and mixing my words in with theirs… I’d like to share this prayer with you: Oh Great Spirit..whose voice I hear in the wind and whose breath has given life and innocence to me… I am small and weak and I need your wisdom to...

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Dream Song of the Thunders Chippewa saying translation by Michael R. Burch Sometimes I bemoan my “plight” when all the while the wind bears me across the immense sky. What is life? The flash of a firefly. The breath of the winter buffalo. The shadow scooting across the grass that vanishes with sunset. —Blackfoot saying, translation by Michael R. Burch Cherokee Travelers' Blessing I translation by Michael...

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Idea of profit hope for snowflake March and November rain. Are you leading back to Rapid City or Pine Ridge? I was in the halfway house in Mitchell. Did you visit the Corn Palace or the doll shop? I heard you are in Aberdeen. I am still your dream? Symmetrical preponderance stopwatch courthouse cuckoo clock Spitting on...

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Idea of profit hope for snowflake March and November rain. Are you leading back to Rapid City or Pine Ridge? I was in the halfway house in Mitchell. Did you visit the Corn Palace or the doll shop? I heard you are in Aberdeen. I am still your dream? Symmetrical preponderance stopwatch courthouse cuckoo clock Spitting on...

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Oval day broke and hunger looking for $5 meal Walk into the discount store. Food fossils line the shelves, with beverages stacked in dusty years and bread petrified with mold, hard for two weeks. Jesus sings to shoppers from the boombox. Nero mocks Biden for losing to Caesar. They ban weed and *********** but hand...

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Four faces ten cows 40 people a river runs through it Aberdeen Rapid City Sioux Falls crops of corn soybeans hog factory ethanol highway interstate flat plains shadow of Rockies sparse vast country music cowboy hats pickups tractors American flag whackos jacks coyotes buffalo paddlefish grasshoppers deer crows vulture walleye pheasants otters cattle grain green sky derecho buffalo ghost towns railroad Homestake mine caves peaks tribes...

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Wedding dress rides bicycle. She cracked ribs staring in my window. Crocodile teardrops jail cell. Peat shale lignite. ...

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snaps cowgirl Indian boyfriend The sound of buffalo meat on her teeth, Taste the smell of sleep, Cannabis wafting, Chew the diamond, steal the slipper, Call the captain and skinny dipper. The palm fronds climb. Squaw walks whiskey hills Eyes cracked wide shut Gripped by the hunger of a world, chasing visions The moon bleeds through the window The stars hum a song of youth. ...

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Whisper is jealous of Josh's black leather boots and Katie's fur lined boots, so they have a threesome to make up for it. They frolic in the moonlight, playing the oboe, xylophone, and vacuum, drooling and spanking each other. Then, the platypus, jackal, and whale join in, hammering out a rhythm on the pajamas, racing...

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During the Civil War, money came late, Indians starved, left to their fate. Two braves came across a white farmer's food. They were hungry and stressed and in a bad mood. Little Bear picked up an egg, Grey Elk said no. Some things we can't do, some places can't go. This is a white man's farm; we can't be here. Little Bear...

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I long to dance and chant around the orange crackling fire in front of my tribe, the Sioux Hot humid July night. Sweat and passion. Kick up the dust from my ancestors teachings. Yip and scream my heart's desire. We are one. God is to be feared. He made us to be revered. Join me, won't you? Release your fear, worry,...

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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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Crazy Horse's Naming Vision by Michael R. Burch Earthbound, and yet I now fly through these clouds that are aimlessly drifting... so high that no sound echoing by below where the mountains are lifting the sky can be heard. Like a bird, but not meek, like a hawk from a distance regarding its prey, I will shriek, not a word, but a screech, and my terrible clamor will turn them to clay? the...

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Tashunka Witko, better known as Crazy Horse, had a vision of a red-tailed hawk at Sylvan Lake, South Dakota. In his vision he saw himself riding a spirit horse, flying through a storm, as the hawk flew above him, shrieking. When he awoke, a red-tailed hawk was perched near his horse. Earthbound, and yet I now fly through...

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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 life's sunlit paths together. I will love you like my own brother, my own blood. When you are disconsolate, I will wipe the tears from your eyes. And when you are too sad...

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