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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores 
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Civilities Tongue ~*Marge Tindal*~ Writ with tongue of civility, the ancient father's lies. The words crumbled like the blood-stained sand wherein my brothers lie. Treaties writ and sworn in blood of ages past flimsier than the parchment on which they were inscribed. Beyond the sands of time Farther than the eagle flies we shall be held accountable by the Great Spirits Of The Sky. Gathered at the Counsel they will sit the Vision Quest Time has come, as it was promised, for things to return to those who could care for the land and waters, the animals and the fowl Time has come - to remember White Buffalo Calf born again to man. Time for the rising of the Spirits at long-last Fulfilling the promises not kept in the past. ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Not many promises were kept, And it will take still a long time to heal mother earth from what has been done. I feel this poem to my bones. Great words unheard by many. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Joel~ Thank you for your reply. My forefather's of the Cherokee have left the legends to tell us that there will come an accountability. We will live in peace as one and return to the bounty of the earth that with which she was blessed so long ago. I don't know if we'll see it in our time, but it will come. Perhaps you would like to view a page of my Native American Indian poetry ? I tell the stories brought to me through the sages of the past. Please take a look at the web site listed. I believe you will enjoy it. O'Siyo, my friend. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
This is lovely, Marge! You do write so beautifully about Cherokee legends. I love finding out about them through your poetry. Love ya! Love and hugs, Lizzie  "Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight." |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lil' Lizzie~ I am but the vessel into which the legends are poured ... my mission is to tell them to others ... and so I do. Thank you for understanding who I am. Love ya' ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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EagleOne Member Elite
since 2000-03-07
Posts 2829Between a laugh and a tear... |
Wow Marge!, I love this. You may only be the vessel into which the legends are poured but you convey them so well and with such feeling. I too believe that one day we shall be called to account for our actions against our mother earth. Great work!< !signature--> Not all those who wander are lost. ~J.R.R. Tolkien [This message has been edited by EagleOne (edited 05-24-2000).] |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
EagleOne~ Eddie, I thank you for your comments. It's a joy to share what I have the honor of receiving. Bless you for your kindness. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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