Teepees Poems - Poems about Teepees

...I paint with acrylics Oils are more vibrant; But I have no patience For letting anything dry Watercolor is uncontrollable; This is too close to my own personality I cannot fathom the enjoymen......

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...Eve chose neither red nor green between these, Eat, sweetened me' feet needn't desert Eden, Keep earthen delved deep beneath heightened trees, Heedless sell serpent issue agreed in. ......

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...II. They did not use Reid Gibson that kindly as they drove him swiftly on up the trail, when he fell behind or misunderstood the two would both strike him without fail. Was he to be held for a......

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...Sacred Dwellers I am of Native American born To be caretaker of Mother Earth sworn I heal with powers, a medicine man Tribal’s wise supernatural shaman ......

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...We cannot eat lies or feast on empty promises No more than the bison, starving in the desert sand We cannot clothe our children as we run from the Wasichus Our teepees torn and freezing ......

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...Far from having a nascent thought that envelops my rabid self, Like inside of an accurate Swiss watch that had been given - A present to presidents and diplomats from the 70’s era, Memories in the......

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...Dream catcher made of turtle shell Elemental magic, soul bringer, dream walker Enlightens papoose, savoring his knowing smile. Grandfather Shaman feeds the fire Whose pleasure to warm is well-k......

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...Walking my land reminds me of why I am here in lieu of other places It is a magical lilting land where Indian teepees used to reside An unfettered meadow forest mix with wild strawberries, Queen A......

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...Weeds and grass grow in the cracks of sun-faded, crumbling pavement, a parking lot that once was full of stressed parents and cowboys nascent. A grand sign over the entry now is rotted two-third......

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...They took their ponies onto the plains. We had let them live there as long as we could but the white men kept coming and it was not our place to stop them. The winds blew hard and it rained for a l......

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...The Ending at Wounded Knee This is what happened: Two worlds collided, The elder one died. Pony soldiers and Indian police, Trigger happy and jumping at shadows, Killed Sitting Bull at Pine......

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...The Hi-ways and the By-ways By Franklin Price 6/5/2016 The hi-ways and the bi-ways long before the Super-way, Driving 'round the country different, here are memories of the day The roads wer......

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...Nostalgic Nights. The smell of gas in the vintage moped I drove an hour to buy, Driving down that small-town street at night, Lit by the dim bike light on that streetlight-less street. Mixing ga......

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...The day seemed no different From the ones that pasted before Heat, dust and wind Made living here a chore We haven't had a drop of rain For as long as I remember It seems to me 12 years ago ......

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...pyramid outlines glazed against desert skyline castles and teepees in recesses of her mind daydreams and nightmares she couldn’t shake through the modern world she tries to break ......

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