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I Am Cherokee ... |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores 
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[b]I Am Cherokee...[b] by Marge Tindal 1999 The blood that courses through my veins Runs true to the Cherokee. I am the blood of my people. I am Cherokee. The trail that my forefathers walked, Saturated in their tears, The trail has become my trial I listen with their ears. I heard the wailing of the Cherokee Proud of the salty tears, I cry the tears of the Cherokee Even after all these years. I walk the trail that they cried, I hear their voices frail, I bear the blood of the Cherokee. Damn this worthless trail. 'Trail Of Tears' of the Cherokee, Long remembered in shame. I cry out for the Cherokee. I wear the Cherokee name. Hear me loud and hear me clear, No head hung in sorrow... For I am the proud Cherokee Waiting for tomorrow. I will regain what my forefathers lost. I will stand and show my pride. And all the spirits of the lost Cherokee Will be standing at my side. I am the proud Cherokee. You'd do well to remember my name. In the name of all Cherokee My rights I do reclaim. <~~~~~~~~~~~~~> I am Cherokee..... <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> I am Cherokee..... <~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~> I am Cherokee..... ------------------ [email protected] |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
This is excellent! ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Thank you, Watcher666. Am new to this forum and would like to come again. Thanks for having me. ------------------ [email protected] |
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caroline Senior Member
since 1999-08-16
Posts 1218http://members.xoom.com/belladona123/index.htm |
Wonderful poetry...and your formatting adds to the intensity of the piece. Welcome to Passions, we are glad to have you. I look forward to reading more of your work! ------------------ "Tread softly, for I have spread my dreams under your feet"~~William Butler Yeats |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Well, this is certainly an excelent introduction to your work. You are a welcome addition, Marge. By the way, Marge, to print in bold, use < >instead of [ ] and, also, /b inside the <> cancels the bold effect. [This message has been edited by Balladeer (edited 11-06-1999).] |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Enjoyed the poem Marge. My aunt is Cherokee and has talked of the Trail of Tears. Very nice work. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Yes, very nice, Marge!  ------------------ Denise |
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Munda Member Elite
since 1999-10-08
Posts 3544The Hague, The Netherlands |
This is absolutely beautiful. : ) |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Marge- well, look what i dug up in the ruins.  what a wonderful tribute to your Cherokee heritage...i share that heritage with you, my friend. don't know alot about my Cherokee ancestors, but i've always been proud of the Cherokee blood in my veins. love this, my Cherokee friend. love and hugs, -vicky "...until you have read the verse on his heart, you have not truely met the poet." -vlraynes |
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Dee Member Elite
since 2000-08-19
Posts 2330Queensland, Australia |
Marge, pride in our heritage is such a beautiful thing. I loved this. Dee I wish you every happiness and may you always have the best of the good things in life. a brand |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Marge's first poem shows the pride she had in her writing and her heritage, and felt it needed to be posted again. Rest in peace, Willow White Feather. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
AAAIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE thump/thump Marge understands.  |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
  May your spirit forever walk the Cherokee trail in Peace and Harmony. We will never ever forget you, poet-friend Marge, Willow White Feather. |
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