In the depths of blackness
Lies the Raven’s beauty.
The Sun does glisten and gleam
Upon her fragile beating wings
Winged Raven
22 ViewsJuly 6, 2003
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Spirits In The Sky
22 ViewsJuly 6, 2003
As we sat around the Sacred Fire Calling out to the Spirits Which haunt the deep and dark, One by one they came to us. They sat and they talked. This is what they had to say To all of us there Who took the time to honor The Heritage we bear.
Who Will Call My Name?
22 ViewsJuly 6, 2003
When I can no longer See the Eagle soar, Will you call my name? When the end of my Path I have finally reached, Will you sing my name in Ancient Prayer?
Dusty Trails
22 ViewsJuly 6, 2003
My moccasins have tread Many a long and weary mile. Our days of glory and hunts I remember well. Now just dusty trails abound In this dry Hell.
Daughter of the Wind
22 ViewsJuly 6, 2003
In the beginning
Four Elements there were:
Earth, Wind, Fire, and Water .
~I am the daughter of the Wind~
The Ancients
22 ViewsJuly 6, 2003
The drums beat, The rattles call, The flames of fire grow tall. Tis wisdom of the ancients We do call.
An Old Woman Cannot Sleep
22 ViewsApril 16, 2003
Standing on the edge,
landscape flows before her.
Spirits of the past,
May they guide her this day.
A Golden Eagle Feather ~ My Gift
22 ViewsApril 16, 2003
Tradition says that A Golden Eagle Feather Is the highest tribute To any tribal member… It can only be given To those who have earned Never to be taken from This Sacred Bird…
February 16, 2003
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Earth Daughter
22 ViewsDecember 22, 2002
I am a daughtr of the Earth, A sister to the wind and the water Kneeling before the Great Spirit Yet standing tall to open my arms Rejoiciing, the gifts Of the Great Spirit.
Poetry for native Hope
23 ViewsDecember 22, 2002
Howa,it is good. things are as a circle,forever guiding itself back to the start. our hearths we keep lit,as summer’s rain turns to fall.
This man that I call friend…Grandpa
22 ViewsNovember 9, 2002
The winter has not been kind to him, this man that I call friend, The years have taken their toll on him, and soon his life will end. Till then, we’ll go to memories of days of long ago.
Forever
23 ViewsAugust 17, 2002
A poem
That descends
From heaven,
Kissed by the Sun,
Has a beauty
That never fades.
Make Your Wish
23 ViewsJuly 12, 2002
KEYWORDS: rhythm of harmony rhythm of beauty make a wish heart’s desire melody of love magical place blessing LadyHawke Does not the day Exist within Thy heart and mind? Yea, from there It does manifest The hearts desires, In time, Before ones eyes A wonder?
May 2, 2002
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Grounded Eagle’s Drum
22 ViewsApril 22, 2002
Today as I walked along
I danced to a different drummers’ song…
Honor your Elders
22 ViewsMarch 13, 2002
Keywords: honor your elders knowledge Mother Earth prayers native american poem american indian poetry mother earth poems Author: Tami (gwyhawk) Honor your Elders and care for them. For they have the knowledge of a thousand winds.
Your eyes are the mirror
22 ViewsMarch 13, 2002
Keywords: native american poem american indian poetry eye poem wisdom poetry Twylah Nitsch Seneca poems Author: Twylah Nitsch, Seneca Look at your neighbor and make him sparkle. Your eyes are the mirror of your soul.
We are part fire, part dream
22 ViewsMarch 13, 2002
Keywords: Fire Dog Cheyenne wisdom native american poem american indian poems cheyenne quote CHEYENNE POETRY sun poem earth poetry Fire Dog, Cheyenne We are part fire, and part dream. We are the physical mirroring of Miaheyyun, the Total Universe, upon this earth, our Mother.
February 28, 2002
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Ojibwa Poem: Nibi (Water)
22 ViewsFebruary 9, 2002
Anishinaabekwe, the Daughters,
You are the keepers of the water.
I am Nibi… water.. the sacred source,
the blood of Aki, Mother Earth,
the force filling dry seeds to great bursting.
Mari Sandoz
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December 18, 2001
Mari Sandoz was a fine story-teller. I found her book Crazy Horse ‘The Strange Man of the Oglalas’ to be so compelling,it was the beginning of my own desire to do whatever I could to help the Native American people any way I could.
We are Part of this Earth
22 ViewsNovember 16, 2001
May your moccasins Leave footprints on All the main paths, And walk with the Chiefs Of all the tribes That live in Peace on earth. We are part of this Earth.
Native American Ten Commandments
22 ViewsNovember 16, 2001
Read the Native American Ten Commandments:
November 11, 2001
Peggy Albright’s book is the first extensive study of Richard Throssel (1882-1933), a Creek Indian adopted into the Crow tribe, where he lived and worked beginning in 1902, photographing the Crow extensively for both artistic and official purposes.
After a brief introduction to Throssel as “an Indian who had no tribe” and the Crow community that took him in, Albright makes an extensive examination of his aesthetic foundation as someone with the ability–as well as the opportunity–to mediate between his adopted culture and the outside world.
She then reproduces numerous Throssel photographs with explanatory comments by contemporary Crows.
Moment In Time
23 ViewsOctober 19, 2001
We live our lives and look back in time to find that the most precious thing is not the day, week, or even the year. It is but a meager moment.
The moments when our mothers held us in thier arms and gently rocked us to sleep.
American Indian Wedding Prayer
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September 29, 2001
Now you will feel no rain, For each of you will be shelter to the other.
COLORS OF THE WIND
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September 29, 2001
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