Wigwams Poems - Poems about Wigwams

...No War No Protest! Colors of red, green, black, and white spread on the east side of one campus On the other a wave of white, and blue stars A flock has gathered The atmosphere seems peaceful......

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... Glide of Falcon broken, channel smoothed Transmission snap equals idle start Dysfunctional gypsy destitute Tricky situation screams for bird to depart T......

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...cars in the sky flying by rubber throbbing along, over the concrete and blistering blacktop riding in and out the painted lines over the dull colored snat......

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...In our wigwams we hear tom-toms Like hearts beating out a greeting; Seasons in tune with thirteen moons. In the moon of red grass. Let the white man come. There is room enough for all. In t......

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...Well-established wonder-stricken wayfarers will work with wizards, who worry worm-eating warblers will wander by with Wyandottes. Witchdoctors wallowing with Weiss beer will widen willowy wonky wi......

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...Young Hania carries her tiny baby. Her Nation was forced to relocate. They had to disassemble their warm Wigwams and walk away from their Sacred Grounds. Hundreds of miles, she walks, hol......

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...Minter Bridge Road to Burkhalter Lane Alpaca farms dot the hilly terrain, baby llamas Wear thick curly fur, until the shears come They look really funny when the fur is all gone From the top of......

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...MEMO for Destroyer Poet A Linda: 3. 20 p.m., 23rd April 2013 – Paris, France If you are Red I am Brown If you’re not Then as one concrete painter using phonemes to anot......

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...ROMANTIC ENDINGS Leafy are the forests whispers Ancient are the pipestone quarries Where Longfellow set his wigwams Wrapped around his valiant stories Tho the prairies sprouted cities In the world o......

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...Askuwheteau meaning he keeps watch was a French speaking Indian who came from the Algonquin tribe head aching from braids he lay down his long hair and sit propped against a tree not far from the......

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...Hey kids get out in the car ! Dad, are we going very far ? You don't ask, I won't tell... We're going crazy, oh well. Got to get out on the road... to forget that heavy load ! It winds from C......

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