Love Poems About Native American or Native American Love Poems
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
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

by Berteena Harmony Of The Soul |
Categories: 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.

rare breed
from an indigenous

poetic wisdom
written with

sung his songs
in syllables:
5-7-5 and 5-7-5-7-7.

beloved’s last kiss
left him fragrant roses
when she crossed over.

did our

beads, sky lanterns,
and a beautiful

he crying with Coyotes
to the moon or on
heaven’s Windswept Shore?

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,

My Blessings...

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,

The Nature of We

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, Air, Fire, Water and Spirit

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

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,

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

by Darlene Smith |
Categories: journey, native american, nature, spiritual,

I Go

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,

My Spirit Guide

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,

Clan Call

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,

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...

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

by Thomas Martin |
Categories: betrayal, christian, class, horror, native american,

Native American Boarding Schools

shocked, as hair cut short
buckskins burned
in the darkness for rescue
all our gods forsaking us

pics of Him in pain
Teacher demanded belief
after all
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

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,

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

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

by Rick Parise |
Categories: death, life, native american,

The Circle - Native Visions

~ 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

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.

by Shahana Jackson |
Categories: life, loss, lost love, love, mother, music, mystery, native american, natural disasters, nature, nostalgiadream, body, dream,

A Woman's Body

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 Little Star


by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories: animals, native american,

Keeitai - Part 2

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

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

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,

Love With Songs

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

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