"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset."
Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator
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2. No profanity for profanities sake
3. Do not put down other poems
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Let’s try to keep it free style after all that is the Native American traditions of course if you must rhym then do it well.
Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator
Rules:
1. No sticky caps
2. No profanity for profanities sake
3. Do not put down other poems
4. Comment I expexct you to comment poems, after all thats why we are here for feed back.
Let’s try to keep it free style after all that is the Native American traditions of course if you must rhym then do it well.
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on March 8, 2008
- Rewards: Gold: 300, Silver: 200, Bronze: 100, Honorable mention: 7 people
- Final notes: So few entries and yet I was not disappointed, I have gotten many messages that spoke of it being difficult to write Native American poetry and yet that is not what this contest was about, it was in fact a contest about what you thought life was. Every entry had its beauty yet I was forced to choose among you who would win the gold. The delay in my awarding the prize can be attributed to the top three choices each of these was difficult to choose from but in the end like it or not I get to come to a decision and while I know that each of believe you deserve a gold trophy only one person can get it. So the winners have been named. I will still be submitting comments I wanted to wait till after the contest and I want to thank each of you for participating.
Contest Winners
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What does time mean? Is it just the sprinkling of snow?• Commented on by judge. [remove]
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I breathe wind in ancient cusp,
Wyoming's gifted mountain, yellow stone,• Viewed by judge. [remove] -
Circle Life...
Wandika 2-26-2008• Viewed by judge. [remove] -
Sun hides behind gathering rain clouds, the young warior and maiden paddle• Viewed by judge. [remove]
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This is a poem to the seagull by the shore,• Viewed by judge. [remove]
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In clouds passing over the jaws of Earth, the sky-drop that melds with ocean's vastness,• Viewed by judge. [remove]
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It's the sparkle in a childs eyes
when a bunny runs past their feet• Viewed by judge. [remove] -
Great spirits whisper through prairie grass
they speak in singing silent echoes,by Roaddog Wolf 39 lines, 3 comments, on Mar 5 7:51 PM 2008. In Nature, Nartve American, Thoughts, Spiritual
Honorable mention
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Gold trophy winner
Bronze trophy winner
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Winners named
So few entries and yet I was not disappointed, I have gotten many messages that spoke of it being difficult to write Native American poetry and yet that is not what this contest was about, it was in fact a contest about what you thought life was. Every entry had its beauty yet I was forced to choose among you who would win the gold. The delay in my awarding the prize can be attributed to the top three choices each of these was difficult to choose from but in the end like it or not I get to come to a decision and while I know that each of believe you deserve a gold trophy only one person can get it. So the winners have been named. I will still be submitting comments I wanted to wait till after the contest and I want to thank each of you for participating. -
Thanks sop much for ypour contest...and congrats to the winners...Rich
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thnakyou so much for the gold
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