Great spirits whisper through prairie grass
they speak in singing silent echoes,
to the great plains thundering hooves
Strong winds will carry,
grazing buffalo herds
to our sacred hunting grounds
and
brave warriors
riding on painted ponies,
out of the rising morning sun,
will hunt.
Feathers from eagle wings flight
will float to the earth
on evening cool breeze
zephyrs swirls
and
we will pray to the summer winds
in sunsets tangerine skies
pillow patch clouds
giving thanks to natures buffalo winds
light of days hunt
and
nightfalls, hoot of the owl.
Author notes
quote prompt: "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 a
In a list
A contest entry
- From this "Native American" quote find inspiration by sanch011.
600 points, ended March 8, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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THE EARTH IS INDEED ALIVE AND IN ALL LIFE GOD IS PRESENT SUCH BEAUTIFUL IMAGERY AND VIVIDLY PEACEFUL PICTURE YOU HAVE PAINTED WITH YOUR WORDS. GOD BLESS
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HA.... I thought the same thing that girl down below me thought.... I was singing in my head too... bloodywoman steals my thoughts!
This is gorgeous... I love the painted ponies line...you give such beautiful reflection in this piece, truly a wonderful expression of a fascinating culture..... goodluck in the contest hun
Karen
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Saw the title and immediately have the old Aussie band 'Goanna' song Solid Rock in my head..
Standing on solid rock
Standing on sacred ground
Living o-on borrowed ti-i-i-ime
Some times you come across a poem which truly touches you deep...as i sit in my dream catching room looking through the door into my zen room i am captured by the depth of both cultures the wisdom and unity with the earth. Excellent take on the quote prompt.Am bookmarking
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