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Poem Details | by Heather Hill |
Categories: adventure, art, black african american, fantasy, girlfriend-boyfriend, husband, imagination, love, native american, nature, passion, romance, song-teen, visionaryme, me,

Jungle Love

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




Poem Details | by Louise Riveiro - Mitchell |
Categories: imagination, life, lost love, native american, sad, me,

A Love That Can Never Be

                    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

Poem Details | by Louise Riveiro - Mitchell |
Categories: devotion, hope, imagination, life, love, native american, passion, me, me,

Can You Hear 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

Poem Details | by Berteena Harmony Of The Soul |
Categories: bereavement, cancer, grief, loss, lost love, native american, tribute,

Windwalker

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


Poem Details | by Ken Carroll |
Categories: inspiration, love, native american,

Native American Love Poem

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...

Poem Details | 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,

Qualities of Health Engendering Women

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


Poem Details | by Danielle Wise Baxter |
Categories: dedication, faith, lost love, native american, nostalgia, peace, visionary, me,

Deep Waters

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

Poem Details | by Darlene Smith |
Categories: appreciation, friendship, love, native american, romance,

I Tell You Now

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

Poem Details | by Eire Toyekoyah |
Categories: baby, feelings, love, native american,

My little star

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

Poem Details | by Louise Riveiro - Mitchell |
Categories: life, love, native american, little sister,

My 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

Poem Details | by Lucinda Bulger |
Categories: devotion, love, native american, nature,

sun and sky

sun and sky shine one
tears I cry joy embracing
gently caressing

Poem Details | by Kristin Reynolds |
Categories: love, native american, nature, peace, places

The Sound of the Prairies

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,

ingraining lifetimes
     upon the wanderer’s skin –
raising hairs on necks –

recognizing sound
      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. 




Poem Details | 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

Color of a Man's Character

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.

Poem Details | by Darlene Smith |
Categories: life, light, love, native american,

Life Is Light

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

Poem Details | by JSLambert Mister ROBOTO |
Categories: art, faith, happiness, health, hope, imagination, inspirational, love, mother, native american, natural disasters, nature, religion, science, science fiction, space, uplifting, visionary,

JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing

Poem Details | by Jennifer Cahill |
Categories: allah, celebration, creation, hope, inspirational, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, music, mystery, native american, natural disasters, nature, nostalgia,

Rise

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

Poem Details | by Johnette Loefgren |
Categories: lost love, native american,

Pocahontas

  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.


Poem Details | by steven coleman |
Categories: native american, urdu, god, god, love,

dear beloved president barrak

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!

Poem Details | by Darlene Smith |
Categories: love, native american, romance,

Mockingbird

Mockingbird

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

Poem Details | by ANDREA TRAVIS |
Categories: inspirational, love, native american,

Rose rocks

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.

Poem Details | by Travis Lone Hill |
Categories: adventure, daughter, family, children, forgiveness, hope, life, native american, on writing and words, romance, me, heart, girl, hate, heart, love, me, i love you,

For My Unborn Seed and Girlfriend

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........

Poem Details | by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories: imagination, inspirational, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, mother, music, mystery, native american, natural disasters, nature

Cloud Watching

Cloud Watching



Grass tickling your neck
white pillows across the sky
           Your own gallery

Poem Details | by Darlene Smith |
Categories: death, dream, love, morning, native american, sleep, spiritual,

Dream Carrier

Dream Carrier 

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

Poem Details | by JAY JOHNSON |
Categories: animals, black african american, brother, dedication, fantasy, girlfriend-boyfriend, husband, life, love, music, mystery, native american, nature, passion, romance, seasons, teen, uplifting, wife, longing,

Black Love

  
                 Black LOVE

             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.

                         By
                     Jay Johnson

Poem Details | by Rhia Madison Thomer |
Categories: lost love, native american

The Moon's Lover

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
like honey
but more bitter sweet the taste.
There was a cold in my limbs.
I longed for warmth,
to be held in those arms,
but no.
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.
Alone, waiting.