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The Drums

 

The drums beat

the rhythm

carries our prayers

the Great Spirit Father

He hears

 

The flute plays

notes carry

on Spirit wind

he flows

 

Our footsteps tread

walk the path

Across Mother Earth

she cradles us

 

The drums are our story

they beat to the

rhythm of life

 

Warning of danger

Carrying prayers

Played in celebration

Curators of Heritage

 

The awakening

of the drum

signifies the

Gathering of Nations

 

Author notes

This poem was inspired by Dove sharing her experience with me of the Pow Wow she went to yesterday.

Wa-do
Dove

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  • azure85 gold member
    July 31

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    You've Been Hoodwinked!

    This is a wonder remebrance of a pow wow, and the essence of mother earth among the sights and sounds you see and feel. I always enjoy your Native American poetry so much.


  • catz Moderators member
    May 16

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    This is a joyous poem, Tammy. It speaks to us all, carrying the message of the drum. Indian or not, this is a poem I think we can all relate to, take heart in its feeling.


    Dee


  • redsundown
    May 14

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    dope!

    my heart is a drum...it wont stop till i'm gone
    but for all those that hear it..it will beat everon


  • DLC-Jem
    May 11
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    wa-do this is beautiful Tammy


  • Dove Moderators member
    May 11
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    hmmm, you beat me to my own awakening poem. lmao
    Nice work sis!
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