Sioux Poems - Poems about Sioux

...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 ......Read the rest...

...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 g......Read the rest...

... Today I walked under January’s full moon…it’s called the Wolf Moon… and I’m grateful to the Sioux.. who, many years before me, walked under this same moon too! Who, during this time of year, i......Read the rest...

...My Valley Tucked away in the north-central part of the state, about ten miles or so from where the clear and slow-moving water of the Grand River mixes with the quickly rolling mud of the Missouri......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...I sometimes hear a stubborn myth, that before Europeans came the locals of America all lived lives quite peaceful, and tame. The old trope of the Noble Savage, that somehow manages to persist,......Read the rest...

...You may have heard folks speak about giants, it certain circles that some call ‘plain nuts!’ among cryptozoological types they’re speculated upon rather much. And every few months on the intern......Read the rest...

...The Lakota Sioux tell a story about the sun and moon which is ultimately a story about love…and loss… about two tribes that lived on either side of a river… a river they were forbidden to cross. ......Read the rest...

...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 yo......Read the rest...

...Summer resplendent sun glowing in the photosynthesis of viridescent grass. Waving blades like long fingers flowing, the sudden sighing gusts come and pass. The field lives palpable in the anamn......Read the rest...

...Each year we would drive up the canyons, and take in the tapestry of autumn colors. The aspens with leaves of yellow and gold, would wave to us as we passed them by. There seemed to be an ambianc......Read the rest...

...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!......Read the rest...

...When the byline was my line, I soared past the skyline When my line was the bye-line, I boarded the Sioux Line ... _______________________________________________ Note: Th......Read the rest...

...When shadows fall across embattled land Dusk creeps slowly westward over the plains Comes a-wailing, howling of the coyotes Searching for prey among the dry creek runs Thirsty anim......Read the rest...

...Was it her or was it him? Was it the mixed signals of dixie, Or was it pure blooded Memphis? Was it fresh, matured, and promis......Read the rest...