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by Heather Hill |
Categories:
adventure, art, black african american, fantasy, girlfriend-boyfriend, husband, imagination, love, native american, nature, passion, romance, song-teen, visionaryme, me,
Your sweet nectar
wraps around my senses
like jungle vines
steady drums beating
Your heart near mine
Your strong hands
hold me suspended
by my waist
Just enough pain and strength
against my supple skin
For my taste
The musk of your
sculpted body and the forest
has me going wild
But yet, the tender way you
protect me, reminds me of
Being a child
A safe familiarity
with a strain of animalistic
seduction
Your invisible hold over me
leaves me arrow poisoned
Unable to function
My long dark hair wraps you
with smells of coconut and ocean Sun
your locks full of mud and enemies
Blood
together, my warrior
We make One
by Berteena Harmony Of The Soul |
Categories:
bereavement, cancer, grief, loss, lost love, native american, tribute,
I
knew a Tiger
who swam with dolphins
along the razor’s edge
and
meditated with a yellow bird
under his honey’s tree
in a west coast garden.
A
rare breed
from an indigenous
creed.
His
poetic wisdom
written with
zen.
He
sung his songs
in syllables:
5-7-5 and 5-7-5-7-7.
His
beloved’s last kiss
left him fragrant roses
when she crossed over.
Where
did our
Windwalker
go?
Lava
beads, sky lanterns,
and a beautiful
rainbow.
Is
he crying with Coyotes
to the moon or on
heaven’s Windswept Shore?
I
knew a Tiger
who walked
with the wind.
by Berteena
Harmony of the Soul
PoetrySoup Poem of the Day - January 29, 2019
by Tirzah Conway |
Categories:
family, friendship, health, husband, native american, passion, peopleme, me,
Steven, My Love, my best friend in life,
Parents that support me in whatever I do;
My two puppies Zeus & Eos (both mutts)
My heritage of Potawatomi, Huron and Sioux;
A family willing to lend me support,
A wonderful house to come home to;
A simple world I can call my own,
My siblings, out there to help pull me through;
My horses willing and full of heart,
And all of my friends - Old and New;
My semi-good health and happiness;
And the passion that writing allows me to peruse!
by Greg Gaul |
Categories:
angel, humanity, native american, nature, sea, tree, truth,
Love this vast planet of ever being
loosen the mortar in your fortress wall.
Sense what all our eyes are clearly seeing
into oneness let loose spirit stones fall.
Fall then in the warming arms of the seas
bravely embrace our common ancestry.
Step under the soothing shade of the tree
one certain truth for all humanity.
Nature looks to all to be defended
haunting echoes plead to us to give back.
Native peoples want all abuse ended
our better angels will lead the attack.
This so surely sets each one of us free
as we will find the true nature of we.
by Aleera De La Keur |
Categories:
brother, devotion, education, faith, inspirational, native american, peace, uplifting
Earth is what we become and makes us whole.
Air is the first and last thing we breathe in.
Fire is what consumes us and eats our sin.
Water cleanses us, mind, body and soul.
Spirit is in us all and makes us who we are.
Without these we would fall oh so far.
Invite them into our sacred circle and pay tribute.
As we are condemned, we are resolute.
We love fiercely and fight for our freedom.
Ignorance breeds fear and unwisdom.
Thank them for gracing us with their presence.
While we give our thanks and recompense.
Exhilarated and feeling like a newborn child,
Wow this circle's "magic" is wild.
by Louise Riveiro - Mitchell |
Categories:
devotion, hope, imagination, life, love, native american, passion, me, me,
Can you hear me calling you
Don't you feel how much I need you
Across the mountains and streams
I whisper your name
I call out to you in my dreams
And there you came
You'd take me hand so tenderly
And promise never to leave me
You'd speak to me such words of love
And swear your love to me to the spirits above
by Louise Riveiro - Mitchell |
Categories:
imagination, life, lost love, native american, sad, me,
You stand before me proud and free
At first I thought you were a fantasy.
You're smile, your touch so real to me
I need to know what you want of me.
I try to understand
Why you have come to this strange new land
So out of place in this land today
Yet I want you so to stay
I feel you are a part of me
I feel I need you here and you need me
I hope and pray I can find a way
To make you stay here in present day
My brave warrior proud and free
Take my hand and stay with me
Together a whole new world we will see
Let me give my heart and soul to thee
But alas you are just a fantasy
And a love that can never be
by Darlene Smith |
Categories:
journey, native american, nature, spiritual,
I go to the woods, to the woods I go;
To sit and be alone.
To listen to the voice of above;
to feel, to know, his great love.
I go to the creek, to the creek I go;
To cleanse in the waters pure.
To renew as I was at birth;
To pay homage to Mother Earth.
I go to the fields, to the fields I go;
To welcome each new harvest.
To be grateful for blessings bestowed;
For all who is born, and all who grows.
I go to the sky, to the sky I go;
One day when my journey here be o'er.
Until that day, I walk my road;
Where it takes me, I shall go.
May all your journeys be blessed ones.
Darlene Doll Smith
by Elizabeth Kinch |
Categories:
bird, native american, spiritual, wisdom,
Oh watchful Owl,
My spirit guide,
Help me to look
Deep inside.
Within my darkness
Give me might,
Patiently observe,
Wrong from right.
Guide me through
Our wondrous land,
In silence
Help me understand.
Give me your eyes
To seek what's real,
Attain true love,
That I can feel.
Help to rid me
Of destructive ties,
Guide me to be
Forever wise.
Your ancient wisdom
Please impart,
Forever reside
Within my heart.
And when I'm ready,
Teach me to fly,
Spread my wings
Toward the sky.
12th June 2017
by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories:
history, native american, moon,
Long ago on this land we were all one
There was unity between man, earth, moon and sun
Man hunted and fished with love for the land
He had respect for his kingdom and all at hand
The white man came in numbers strong
Destroying what had been there so long
Hunting man and animal with such brute force
Mercilessly, ruthlessly, with no remorse
In the name of progress many died
The wolf and the bear and the eagle cried
When the smoke had cleared and the battle done
The earth and man were no longer one
They tell us they take for human need
But the truth be told, 'twas for human greed
It will take centuries to undo what's done
To restore our unity with earth, moon and sun.
by Donald Meikle |
Categories:
history, native american, nature,
Tearing gusts of highland winds dim the sound of pipes
No one knows and no one sees and no one sets it right,
Heavy hearted sadness carries, other souls who went ahead,
Ghosts of kindred spirits living now or living dead,
Running through the gorse and heather wishing for a horse to ride,
Disregarding wind and weather, Grim, the reaper by my side.
Places I would rather see.... Home's still where I yearn t' be,
I'll never have you there with me... 'tis lost...
both love
and pride
Jonji ‘s dance within my mind
and well within the ken o’ men
I just prepped the canvas
by Ken Carroll |
Categories:
inspiration, love, native american,
I walk to you
softly upon this earth
among things great and small
remembering one great Spirit
created us all...
You walk in beauty
my eyes always seeking
the red and purple sunset
beholding in your eyes
pastel and calico I can't forget...
I dance for you at dawn
upon our bed of evening light
riding on a dark cloud
praying for your female rain
in a house of pollen I chant out loud...
Hey yaw, hey yaw
In my house of evening twilight
in our dreams made of dark clouds
you in your moccasins of dark clouds
dance your way to me
as you chant for me out loud...
Hey yaw, hey yaw...
by Jacqueline R. Mendoza |
Categories:
angel, beautiful, beauty, black african american, bridal shower, caregiving, celebrity, childhood, christian, cousin, daughter, death of a friend, devotion, education, environment, father daughter, first love, flower, children, for her, kids, how i feel, little sister, me, mom, mother, native american, nostalgia, people, poets, school, spiritual, student, woman, women, work,
They see strengths
Not the limitations
These are people who will make you proud of yourself
They will tell you why you’re special
Trust you to the point you have to answer their expectations
They make you better than you normally are
You can be proud of yourself
They respect you
For what you’ve done
Where you’ve come from
They see what you’ve experienced something real
Respect you for your courage
They live by their rules
They do not expect you to follow theirs
They are at peace to themselves
They are not proving anything to you
They are good listeners
Sincere in their interest in you
You feel important
They are available for honest
Genuine discussion
Makes you want to share yourself
by Thomas Martin |
Categories:
betrayal, christian, class, horror, native american,
shocked, as hair cut short
buckskins burned
praying,
in the darkness for rescue
all our gods forsaking us
pics of Him in pain
Teacher demanded belief
after all
somehow
died for our sins
what is sin?
A bright girl asks
later teach replies
now forgetting gods
of earth and fire
and dressed up in
lies of white man
kind lady
with love in heart
circles my neck
with crucifix
Realize
all our gods
are one
still praying
to great spirit
the one with
wild deer playing
in her heart
by Darlene Smith |
Categories:
appreciation, friendship, love, native american, romance,
If there be a day,
When I do not call your name.
Know that I care,
My feelings are the same.
If there be a time,
That I do not sing.
Know that I appreciate,
All the joys you bring.
If there is a moment,
When I glance away.
Know that it is only,
because I wish you to stay.
If my pride keeps me,
From telling you so.
I tell you now,
So you will always know.
Darlene Doll Smith
by Danielle Wise Baxter |
Categories:
dedication, faith, lost love, native american, nostalgia, peace, visionary, me,
Knowing defeat I now softly sleep
my arms are lighter
and feet do not tread deep waters
My brain rest from spirits for the time being
I do not fight that loss of control and shut my eyes
and no man nor beast removes me from who I am
I close the gates to my home away from all
this life I have reclaimed to be solely mine
walking a closer walk with God and his Son
I mend my circles and close off my heart from the world
peace showers down upon my head I will remember the dead
the sacrifices they made for me to live and softly cry all alone
by Rick Parise |
Categories:
death, life, native american,
~
To twine a vision of spirit and soul
From bursting embers to blackened coal
I search with elders through chanting cries
Where pale moonlight adorns our eyes
In strength and pride we rise above
To greet the gift of eternal love
Beyond the flesh immersed in light
I wake in knowledge of endless sight
A place where amber visions reign
In lightening speed across the plains
I reach the ledge where colors glow
Of endless fields to reap and sow
I pause in moments to gather breath
Of life eternal untouched by death
Through rising smoke and sacred song nevermore shall my spirit long
~
by Marie Harrison |
Categories:
black african american, confusion, friendship, happiness, history, hope, inspirational, introspection, loss, love, native american, nostalgia, peace, people, philosophy, places, political, religion, sad, uplifting, war
The Color of a Man’s Character
We all bleed
And cleave to
Those we leave
We all smile when we are greeted
And cry when we are mistreated
Why do we choose to abuse others
For the color of their skin?
Why do we think that only
Our own color should win?
We’re all the same underneath
We all deserve peace
When we lay down to sleep
Love one another while you can
Show your son how to be gracious
The color of a man’s character
Is how he treats his fellow Man.
by Shahana Jackson |
Categories:
life, loss, lost love, love, mother, music, mystery, native american, natural disasters, nature, nostalgiadream, body, dream,
I dream of a woman's body
and of wrapping it in my arms
and watching as it gets slushy
and as she progressively
becomes more slutty.
I'd like to play with it
like a fishers price toy.
And go fishing until
I've reached the treasure.
With a woman's body the fun
is never really over and I'll
keep scobba diving until
I've seen all four walls.
And pushed each and every lever.
Some women than like to sever
all ties and be the player.
But when I dream of a woman's
body I dream that time is frozen.
And that this one sensuous moment
could last forever.
But I haven't found her body yet.
I regret....
by Eire Toyekoyah |
Categories:
baby, feelings, love, native american,
MY LITLLE STAR IN THE SKY
PLEASE REMEMBER WHEN I CRY
THESE TEARS I SHED ARE FOR YOU
I HOPE YOU'LL THINK OF ME TOO
WHEN YOU DANCE IN THE SKY
YOU WILL STILL BE THE SUN IN MY EYES
WHEN YOU SING AMONG THE CLOUD
I WILL BE NOTHING BUT PROUD
WHEN YOU SWIM AMONG THE MILKY WAY
I HOPE FOREVER YOUR HAPPINESS WILL STAY
MY LITTLE STAR
MY HEART WILL BE WITH YOU NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE
by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
animals, native american,
I pick up mijua'ji'j Keeitai and set him in a makeshift papoos
I wrap his nohsh around my neck walk back to where Keeitai's nek still lies
Digging the graves, Keeitai crawls out of the Papoos , starts scratching the Earth
We set Mom and Dad facing each other in their final resting place
Winkan nupes, (sleep well), Kuwumaras, (I LOVE YOU); and Keeitai sleeps on the Grave
To be Continued
by Louise Riveiro - Mitchell |
Categories:
life, love, native american, little sister,
My little sister so wild and free
Always walking ahead of me
Never afraid to take any test
Papa’s pride, his little princess
You loved a brave as wild as you
And to this day you still do
But there was another who loved you so
And he stepped aside and let you go
You never looked back to see
Another loved him it was me
And now after all this time
The wolf has his doe
And the hawk is mine
by Darlene Smith |
Categories:
blessing, culture, good night, native american, night, sky, spiritual,
I Am Here
When you wish upon a star;
You are given love from afar.
From the place where our peoples reside;
Star Peoples , we never denied.
When you wish upon the moon;
Those that were gone all too soon.
Awaken to hear your voice;
Keeping watch, by their choice.
When you wish upon the sky;
Ancestors will realize.
That you send up smoke and prayers;
Acknowledging, they are still there.
When you wish upon the Spirit World;
Whether you be man, woman, boy, or girl.
Great Spirit answers your song;
"I am here my child, you are not alone."
Darlene Doll Smith
by Danielle Wise Baxter |
Categories:
husband,
I hold his heart now
as I have always done
yet, now he is more than my spouse
he sends me music so I know I am the only one
Each and every song he sends gives my heart to him
he knows the way to my soul
a simple song sent from his phone again
but I feel every word and I know I will never live alone
As long as I have his songs to dwell on
it is re-enforcing his truth
and even though he tells me
those lyrics make me fall in love all over as in youth
He has become my music man
helping me build my Native American flutes
my darling husband keeps me founded in my roots
but when I play for him. now, I hope he feels my love in music too
by Lucinda Bulger |
Categories:
devotion, love, native american, nature,
sun and sky shine one
tears I cry joy embracing
gently caressing