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WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS

Contributed by Lovingcritters on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 08:58:37 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry





WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS

My eyes cannot see the sun by day,
My friend the moon's trail way.
My mind is clear as a rippling brook,
My ears hear the whisper of a warm Chinook.



I walk in Whiteman's Moccasins now.
I hear the roar of his jet bird like distant powwow,
I miss the meat of the Bison from the Plain
I remember the corn ground fine with the grain.

In Whiteman's Moccasins I live hidden
In land that the paleface took we were beaten
In my spirit it tells me what I see of long ago.
In my heart is heavy load like dragging willow



We were brave warriors like the flying eagle.
We had eyes to see beyond mountains--our
moccasins were quiet and careful.
We had ears to hear the Bison chew,
We smell everything like our brother Wolf
smell the rifle.



My journey on Mother Earth will soon be over
My moccasins are not leather but cover of
an antler
O' Great Spirit hear my words at trail's end.
Take Whiteman's moccasins from my feet,
before my last winter.

Created by
Lovingcritters

Cheyenne
July 28, 2005



May the warm winds of
Heaven blow softly on your home;
And the Great Spirit bless all who enter there.
May your moccasins make
happy tracks in many snows;
And may the rainbow always touch your shoulder.
~Indian Blessing~

*Brave Warrior Smiles*








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Re: WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard2 on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 12:08:17 PM AEST
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ConSue you definately have an affinity with your ancestors every poem of yours shows the emotions living deep within your heart. The white man has a long way to go to reach the soul of an Indian, May the great Manitu look after you and guide you through this life. from martha and bernard.


Re: WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS (User Rating: 1 )
by Erualaitalmarea on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 12:39:22 PM AEST
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it is so sad what white people have done to the native americans, sometimes I wish I could make up for everything or at least that i wasn't white. It was a beautiful write. Thanks for sharing.


Re: WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 01:50:52 PM AEST
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This was a mighty beautifull write, I have heard of The Great Spirit before, SLipSiX.


Re: WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 03:44:13 PM AEST
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this is so beautiful Conni


Re: WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS (User Rating: 1 )
by NoSaint on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 04:54:26 PM AEST
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well done
BRAVO!
Shari


Re: WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS (User Rating: 1 )
by Redhotchilichic on Friday, 29th July 2005 @ 07:56:14 PM AEST
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This was so beautiful, and as I have American Indian blood in me, I thank you


Re: WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Saturday, 30th July 2005 @ 12:32:02 AM AEST
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very good consue you never disapoint me.

hugs


Re: WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 30th July 2005 @ 03:55:39 AM AEST
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An awesome, meaningfull masterpeice.
luv, huggs,
yobrat,
emy


Re: WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS (User Rating: 1 )
by sweetangeluk on Saturday, 30th July 2005 @ 06:53:11 AM AEST
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How beautifully you write Sue. You draw the reader inside and make one feel as though they have lived through these emotions and time.
Makes me ashamed to be white.
The whole poem was phenomenal reaching out to many hearts. The music is also very beautiful.

Your talent is endless

Love ya Angelxxxx


Re: WHITE MAN'S MOCCASINS (User Rating: 1 )
by Whisper on Saturday, 30th July 2005 @ 08:22:20 AM AEST
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Nice write .I like the ending that was a nice touch.

Whisper




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