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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
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
together, my warrior
We make One
Louise Riveiro - Mitchell
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
Louise Riveiro - Mitchell
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
Berteena Harmony Of The Soul
bereavement, cancer, grief, loss, lost love, native american, tribute,
knew a Tiger
who swam with dolphins
along the razor’s edge
meditated with a yellow bird
under his honey’s tree
in a west coast garden.
from an indigenous
sung his songs
5-7-5 and 5-7-5-7-7.
beloved’s last kiss
left him fragrant roses
when she crossed over.
beads, sky lanterns,
and a beautiful
he crying with Coyotes
to the moon or on
heaven’s Windswept Shore?
knew a Tiger
with the wind.
Harmony of the Soul
PoetrySoup Poem of the Day - January 29, 2019
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...
Jacqueline R. Mendoza
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
Makes you want to share yourself
Danielle Wise Baxter
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
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
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
Louise Riveiro - Mitchell
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
devotion, love, native american, nature,
sun and sky shine one
tears I cry joy embracing
love, native american, nature, peace, places
wheat at its finest.
long before the cut of blade
and grinding of teeth –
it sings through clear wind –
rolling waves, soft in their hush
raising old ones souls,
upon the wanderer’s skin –
raising hairs on necks –
as it is meant to be heard –
wheat is heeded wind.
always, wheat whispers
hush…(the heart of prairie grass)
through the mouth of wind.
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.
life, light, love, native american,
Light is energies;
Life is light.
Colors of the spirit;
Hope in the night.
A beacon of hope;
For a troubled world.
Can be found;
In the heart of one girl.
Let your spirit shine;
Let your colors glow.
Be positive energy;
And let love flow.
Darlene Doll Smith
JSLambert Mister ROBOTO
art, faith, happiness, health, hope, imagination, inspirational, love, mother, native american, natural disasters, nature, religion, science, science fiction, space, uplifting, visionary,
white on blue
tears wave to
pain on cue"
~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing
allah, celebration, creation, hope, inspirational, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, music, mystery, native american, natural disasters, nature, nostalgia,
And the westerly wind,
Will blow a sea of waving grass
And the sea's fine mist
Will breathe drops like dew
And the sinking suns
Will cloak the sky's horizon
And the moons of Autumn
Will beckon the golden fertililty of the harvest
And the violet tinged edge of night
Will cry for the white bursting of the stars
And the carved thrust of the mountain range
Will challenge the forever yielding blue
And the hovering tunes of the dawn's awakening
Will mimic the lullaby of my dreams
lost love, native american,
Is there anything to give you that you haven't had before?
all my wampum ,all my seashells,all my furs are on the floor
take these shiny pebbles with you ,they are rare and truly fine
I had kept them for the moment when I hoped to make you mine.
so you choose the distant vision of the strange and foreign shore
on the great ships you are leaving ,I will see you nevermore.
Pocahontas ,lovely maiden,you'll return some day to find
all you really ever needed you have left so far behind.
native american, urdu, god, god, love,
dear mister president i want you too know tht god loves you with out a doubt and so do i all the way too the heavens in the sky!barrak oboma they say bad thing about you if they onlyknew your love is true to the american people you see you realizethis is the land of the free!i love you for loving the rich and poor the same and playing no money games!lead us well in your last term and don't let your life be full of scorn!you have truely cleaned up a mees and i think this american loves you best except for god who considers his self anamerica too barrak heloves you true!
love, native american, romance,
I will be your shelter;
Amidst the storms in life.
I will be a light;
Within the darkest nights.
I will be a rock;
For you to make your stand.
I will be your comfort;
And calm your shaking hand.
I will be your hope;
In your times of great despair.
I will be your confidant;
When others are unfair.
I will be your trust;
When another breaks their word.
I will be your wings;
If you are my mockingbird.
By: Darlene Doll Smith
inspirational, love, native american,
My true love gave me a rose rock today
It came from stone gardens
Down Noble way
Begging their beauties pardon
They had so much to say.
Long ago on a trail of tears
Native maidens cried aloud
Consumed by unknown fear
Rain above burst from cloud
As Oklahoma they neared.
Warriors blood ran through the lands
Endless walking day and night
The roses grew up from sand
Blooming from the awful plight
The Cherokee tears withstand.
My true love gave me a rose rock today
I had never known what it meant
A tale of courage they say
The rising cries were sent
A journey made as natives pray.
Travis Lone Hill
adventure, daughter, family, children, forgiveness, hope, life, native american, on writing and words, romance, me, heart, girl, hate, heart, love, me, i love you,
Dam girl when Im locked up you set me free/
When Im not myself you set me free/
Im behind the lock and you got the key/
Im blind with hate but you helpmy love see/
WhenIm lot and alone you take the lead/
Without you I could have never planted my seed/
I hate to say it but you make me better/
You know I love you even without this letter/
When Im cold with sadness you my comfort warm sweater/
I know I can be a bad boyfriend but Im going to be a better father/
I might have wanted a son, but it really didnt matter because now you having my daughter/
Im guess Im too stubborn girl with me why you even bother/
my heart gets heart gets colder but for you it only gets hotter........
imagination, inspirational, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, mother, music, mystery, native american, natural disasters, nature
Grass tickling your neck
white pillows across the sky
Your own gallery
death, dream, love, morning, native american, sleep, spiritual,
Bittersweet, your memory
Calling, echoing in my being
Recollections of your laughter
In solace, I remember the rapture
Twas' happiness, although so brief
Enchanting moments of belief
Embraced reunion between two worlds
The winds of time unfurled
In my melancholy morning sunrise
I question Creator why one must die
For if I could have remained asleep
With my dreams I could then keep
Awakened, the sunshine would interfere
Another day begins without you here
Tis' sad but blessed still yet
For dreams that let me not forget
~ Darlene Doll Smith
animals, black african american, brother, dedication, fantasy, girlfriend-boyfriend, husband, life, love, music, mystery, native american, nature, passion, romance, seasons, teen, uplifting, wife, longing,
My head rested
on the pillow of her smooth skin.
She opened the curtains of her being,
My hands slip into indulgence while
they explored her expansive dark skin.
With half words she whispered moans,
followed by screams of passion.
With her shadow I bounded, as she
swarmed waters of our endless longing passed.
Rhia Madison Thomer
lost love, native american
Isolated I sat.
There was a moon in the sky,
she was just as alone as I was
in a sky full of stars.
I could taste my own sorrow
The taste was thick on my tongue
but more bitter sweet the taste.
There was a cold in my limbs.
I longed for warmth,
to be held in those arms,
No longer did they hold me
I’d fallen away from them
cold and alone.
The sheets are stiff against my skin
goose bumps steal my flesh.
I watched the moon.
There is a tale somewhere
that says she too once had a lover
but they were taken from her.
Now she, like me, sits
cold and stiff in the night.