shawn-white-eagle - Hello Poetry

Where am I? Unwittingly caught in an invisible struggle Realizing not, that my soul it tried to smuggle Who am I? Of this I was unaware Nor, at times seemed to care What am I? How did this come to be? This was not me! As winter's breath brushed my cheek Revelation came...I was weak Tears I cried as I glanced inside * * * * * * Light...from within and outwith...blocked...intermittently Shrouded by this fog ...............Losing control D E E P E R...I would fall into this sinkhole B...out, I could... M I L C S L I D E...down again, I would... Enough! It was time again for me to care And find that someone with time to spare It did not work trying this on my own I realized that I could not do this alone Cloudy was the day And Sunshine helped point the way Support was something I would need often And was given by an adherent of Dauphin An old farmer provided directions To help set up those connections And a man of affluence With whom I once had influence Helped pull back the curtain And reaffirmed my path I am certain What am I? I am Love and Light from above Who am I? Of this I am well aware It is for others I care Where am I? Standing in the beautiful light of day Far removed from my personal Cenote

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Mar 3, 2019

Mar 3, 2019 at 9:10 PM UTC

Cenote

Where am I? Unwittingly caught in an invisible struggle Realizing not, that my soul it tried to smuggle Who am I? Of this I was unaware Nor, at times seemed to care What am I? How did this come to be? This was not me! As winter's breath brushed my cheek Revelation came...I was weak Tears I cried as I glanced inside * * * * * * Light...from within and outwith...blocked...intermittently Shrouded by this fog ...............Losing control D E E P E R...I would fall into this sinkhole B...out, I could... M I L C S L I D E...down again, I would... Enough! It was time again for me to care And find that someone with time to spare It did not work trying this on my own I realized that I could not do this alone Cloudy was the day And Sunshine helped point the way Support was something I would need often And was given by an adherent of Dauphin An old farmer provided directions To help set up those connections And a man of affluence With whom I once had influence Helped pull back the curtain And reaffirmed my path I am certain What am I? I am Love and Light from above Who am I? Of this I am well aware It is for others I care Where am I? Standing in the beautiful light of day Far removed from my personal Cenote

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Where Ever U Go... ...Oh The Places U Will Go!! Whatever U Do... ...Oh The Things U Will Do!! As U begin this journey new A poem I have penned 4... Loup Lupo Lobo Wolf Ma’ iingan ...U The voice The very powerful voice Rises deep within the aesculus Creates a fullness, a resonance Shaking the buckeye And opening the 3rd Eye Light afoot... ...through a dreamlike state U glide through the underbrush Time being taken, no rush U stop and raise your voice For in this matter U have no choice Whether a Growl Whether a Howl Your powerful voice... ...is the release of your soul Your song rises high Streaming across the sky Your own hOwlPERA Or so U thought!!! Because in this instance From far off in the distance Came that familiar, comforting call That brings warmth with each snowfall Touching your well trained ear U know there is nothing to fear A calm passes over U... ...for U know That this message is true And meant specifically for U "Please Remember... ...I'LL ALWAYS Be There 4 U" (c) 2017 Shawn White Eagle

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Aug 29, 2017

Aug 29, 2017 at 11:06 PM UTC

The Howling Reloaded

Where Ever U Go... ...Oh The Places U Will Go!! Whatever U Do... ...Oh The Things U Will Do!! As U begin this journey new A poem I have penned 4... Loup Lupo Lobo Wolf Ma’ iingan ...U The voice The very powerful voice Rises deep within the aesculus Creates a fullness, a resonance Shaking the buckeye And opening the 3rd Eye Light afoot... ...through a dreamlike state U glide through the underbrush Time being taken, no rush U stop and raise your voice For in this matter U have no choice Whether a Growl Whether a Howl Your powerful voice... ...is the release of your soul Your song rises high Streaming across the sky Your own hOwlPERA Or so U thought!!! Because in this instance From far off in the distance Came that familiar, comforting call That brings warmth with each snowfall Touching your well trained ear U know there is nothing to fear A calm passes over U... ...for U know That this message is true And meant specifically for U "Please Remember... ...I'LL ALWAYS Be There 4 U" (c) 2017 Shawn White Eagle

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Snap! The sudden sound explodes through the reticent forest Emanating from the grove of pine It sends a warning to all woodland denizens That danger is afoot Her singular howl intones a chorus That resonates throughout the forest Metamorphoses begins Her fragile spine slowly fractures She lets out one last howl Only to fall...unconscious His golden eyes blaze with anger As he gazes from behind a fallen tree Cautiously approaching, he sees her lying motionless Sans her white coat...no longer like him He lifts his head back, takes a deep breath And an urgent howl he sends far and wide The desperate wail awakens a cadre of Ravens Alerting them to their task at hand Departing their perch, they go in search Of the medicine which will save her They arrive at the solitary cave But not before the howl had echoed within The Ravens encounter the just awakened medicine Taking flight...the cadre leads the way Thunder rages through the forest as paws strike the ground Ravens swiftly lead Bear to their wounded friend Finally arriving, Bear assesses the situation Standing...she looks in wonder as to how this happened in their world At her motionless friend With her powerful paw locked in steel That wonder was answered As she looked into his golden eyes She perceptively sees the work of a cabal In setting the device His eyes also show uncertainty His black fur is standing on end Intimating an urgency that Bear readily grasps Medicine is needed quickly Bear smiles For she is the healer, the enforcer A whitetail deer peers from behind an ancient cedar As Bear, with her powerful paws, opens the trap Bear licks the wound delicately The wound begins to heal from the medicine The power of Bear, and of Nature, is strong! Bear places her giant paw over her, what seems like lifeless face Color begins to fill her skin again as Bear gives medicine An Eagle watches intently from above As the familiar fur and body shape come back into view For the first time, as she begins to awaken The transformation is painless Her once fragile spine has grown stronger with medicine She drifts off As her eyes begin to slowly open and come into focus She sees a lone...silent figure His golden eyes intently staring directly into hers "I heard you howl", he said attentively "I knew you would come", she replied, "U are always there for me." Rejuvenated, she moved with assurance Once again, feeling familiarity in this form In her sheen coat of white fur, she now stood Next to him, and his coat of fur that matched the raven's wing They stood in contrasting, yet symbiotic fashion He pulled her closer, and without making a sound Gestured that it was time to move on... (c) 2016 Shawn White Eagle

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Jan 26, 2016

Jan 26, 2016 at 4:08 PM UTC

I've Been Howling (The Trap)

Snap! The sudden sound explodes through the reticent forest Emanating from the grove of pine It sends a warning to all woodland denizens That danger is afoot Her singular howl intones a chorus That resonates throughout the forest Metamorphoses begins Her fragile spine slowly fractures She lets out one last howl Only to fall...unconscious His golden eyes blaze with anger As he gazes from behind a fallen tree Cautiously approaching, he sees her lying motionless Sans her white coat...no longer like him He lifts his head back, takes a deep breath And an urgent howl he sends far and wide The desperate wail awakens a cadre of Ravens Alerting them to their task at hand Departing their perch, they go in search Of the medicine which will save her They arrive at the solitary cave But not before the howl had echoed within The Ravens encounter the just awakened medicine Taking flight...the cadre leads the way Thunder rages through the forest as paws strike the ground Ravens swiftly lead Bear to their wounded friend Finally arriving, Bear assesses the situation Standing...she looks in wonder as to how this happened in their world At her motionless friend With her powerful paw locked in steel That wonder was answered As she looked into his golden eyes She perceptively sees the work of a cabal In setting the device His eyes also show uncertainty His black fur is standing on end Intimating an urgency that Bear readily grasps Medicine is needed quickly Bear smiles For she is the healer, the enforcer A whitetail deer peers from behind an ancient cedar As Bear, with her powerful paws, opens the trap Bear licks the wound delicately The wound begins to heal from the medicine The power of Bear, and of Nature, is strong! Bear places her giant paw over her, what seems like lifeless face Color begins to fill her skin again as Bear gives medicine An Eagle watches intently from above As the familiar fur and body shape come back into view For the first time, as she begins to awaken The transformation is painless Her once fragile spine has grown stronger with medicine She drifts off As her eyes begin to slowly open and come into focus She sees a lone...silent figure His golden eyes intently staring directly into hers "I heard you howl", he said attentively "I knew you would come", she replied, "U are always there for me." Rejuvenated, she moved with assurance Once again, feeling familiarity in this form In her sheen coat of white fur, she now stood Next to him, and his coat of fur that matched the raven's wing They stood in contrasting, yet symbiotic fashion He pulled her closer, and without making a sound Gestured that it was time to move on... (c) 2016 Shawn White Eagle

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Unique unto itself Reposed upon Mother Earth A seed awaits the life giving rain A drop, it too, unique Tumbles from the sky Lands upon the seed Now secured within Mother Earth's womb Germination begins The maternal warmth of the soil Caressing, rhythmic breezes Nourishing rainfall Lift the seed Upward towards the light Crowning, breaking the protective soil This seed Has become a flower which will soon blossom This flower Grows taller Stronger And more beautiful each day Basking in the warmth of the sun Loving the sunny days Yet strong enough to stand the rain And even the most devastating storms This flower begins to bloom Radiating a heavenly glow A glow that touches all who see Her petals, tender and beautiful Yet strong and resilient Give strength to the other flowers Enriching and strengthening this earthly flower bed We know, as Planet Earth (c) 2014 Shawn White Eagle

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Mar 2, 2014

Mar 2, 2014 at 10:37 PM UTC

Fleur de Sydney

Unique unto itself Reposed upon Mother Earth A seed awaits the life giving rain A drop, it too, unique Tumbles from the sky Lands upon the seed Now secured within Mother Earth's womb Germination begins The maternal warmth of the soil Caressing, rhythmic breezes Nourishing rainfall Lift the seed Upward towards the light Crowning, breaking the protective soil This seed Has become a flower which will soon blossom This flower Grows taller Stronger And more beautiful each day Basking in the warmth of the sun Loving the sunny days Yet strong enough to stand the rain And even the most devastating storms This flower begins to bloom Radiating a heavenly glow A glow that touches all who see Her petals, tender and beautiful Yet strong and resilient Give strength to the other flowers Enriching and strengthening this earthly flower bed We know, as Planet Earth (c) 2014 Shawn White Eagle

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CRIMSON Colors explode As the sumac stands sentinel over the ebbing rays of the sun Shepherding away Niibin to make room for Dagwaagin Standing, alone, in a sea of green Sumac heralds the changing season And like an artistic wild fire Is the first in what will become a palette of chromatic vibrancy Sensing the subtle change Mother deer, her two fawns and yearling Meandering through the sumac grove Make haste of the fading green buffet Mother Bear and her cubs, now a year stronger and wiser Gorge on honey and berries as they ready for their winter's sleep Red-Winged Blackbirds, Robins and Sandhill Cranes congregate en masse Hummingbird drinks the final drops of nectar In anticipation of their journey south In advance...of the returning white Biboon blanket The clock of Mother Earth is precise And the natural world follows her timely rhythms As southerly and westerly winds shift to the north Eagle soars high above...the yet unfrozen river Vivid foliage slowly falls to the forest floor Creating an intricate insulating tapestry for those below In the meadow, swaying in the wind, stands a solitary Daisy It's single yellow petal defying the departure of longer days Harvest moon shimmers through bare branches Dancing, tapping in rhythmic fashion, upon a quiet window Stirring Misigami from her reverie Outside her window, a lone black figure, a Lobo, like her Acknowledges her presence, blurring the lines of consciousness Signifying that dreams do come true And that through the change of seasons We grow We become stronger Wiser And are given the true gift...of forever being... ...Hopeful (c) 2013 Shawn White Eagle

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Sep 14, 2013

Sep 14, 2013 at 6:31 PM UTC

Dagwaagin (Autumn)

CRIMSON Colors explode As the sumac stands sentinel over the ebbing rays of the sun Shepherding away Niibin to make room for Dagwaagin Standing, alone, in a sea of green Sumac heralds the changing season And like an artistic wild fire Is the first in what will become a palette of chromatic vibrancy Sensing the subtle change Mother deer, her two fawns and yearling Meandering through the sumac grove Make haste of the fading green buffet Mother Bear and her cubs, now a year stronger and wiser Gorge on honey and berries as they ready for their winter's sleep Red-Winged Blackbirds, Robins and Sandhill Cranes congregate en masse Hummingbird drinks the final drops of nectar In anticipation of their journey south In advance...of the returning white Biboon blanket The clock of Mother Earth is precise And the natural world follows her timely rhythms As southerly and westerly winds shift to the north Eagle soars high above...the yet unfrozen river Vivid foliage slowly falls to the forest floor Creating an intricate insulating tapestry for those below In the meadow, swaying in the wind, stands a solitary Daisy It's single yellow petal defying the departure of longer days Harvest moon shimmers through bare branches Dancing, tapping in rhythmic fashion, upon a quiet window Stirring Misigami from her reverie Outside her window, a lone black figure, a Lobo, like her Acknowledges her presence, blurring the lines of consciousness Signifying that dreams do come true And that through the change of seasons We grow We become stronger Wiser And are given the true gift...of forever being... ...Hopeful (c) 2013 Shawn White Eagle

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The forest, as if in suspended animation Exploded in a cacophony of sound It was nothing more than a twig Snapping beneath the weight of a padded paw Yet, the silence was shattered by this atypical step By this stealthy dark shadow slowly moving through the forest His heart raced! His usual calm...replaced by an awkward anticipation Earlier, a howl he had heard off in the distance So familiar, yet as if from another lifetime, beckoned Ahead, with the dusky sky as it's canvas A giant white pine stands as a sentinel, protecting... ...a lone silent figure... Carefully, quietly, he approached "I can hear you" said the now, not so silent figure "In fact, the whole forest can!" she giggled His golden eyes, now, intently stared directly into hers "I heard your howl", he said attentively "I knew U would come", she assuredly replied, "U are always there for me." As he drew closer, she asked..."Am I dreaming?" "Does it matter?", he inquired Her breath quickened, slowly fracturing As did her fragile spine as her body contorted Into a shifting form, that would mimic his Strong and sinewy Rejuvenated, she moved with assurance Once again, feeling familiarity in this form In her sheen coat of white fur, she now stood Next to him, and his coat of fur that matched the raven's wing They stood in contrasting, yet symbiotic fashion He pulled her closer, and without making a sound Gestured that it was time for them to go... (c) 2013 Shawn White Eagle

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Aug 21, 2013

Aug 21, 2013 at 12:23 AM UTC

I've Been Howling (Reprise)

The forest, as if in suspended animation Exploded in a cacophony of sound It was nothing more than a twig Snapping beneath the weight of a padded paw Yet, the silence was shattered by this atypical step By this stealthy dark shadow slowly moving through the forest His heart raced! His usual calm...replaced by an awkward anticipation Earlier, a howl he had heard off in the distance So familiar, yet as if from another lifetime, beckoned Ahead, with the dusky sky as it's canvas A giant white pine stands as a sentinel, protecting... ...a lone silent figure... Carefully, quietly, he approached "I can hear you" said the now, not so silent figure "In fact, the whole forest can!" she giggled His golden eyes, now, intently stared directly into hers "I heard your howl", he said attentively "I knew U would come", she assuredly replied, "U are always there for me." As he drew closer, she asked..."Am I dreaming?" "Does it matter?", he inquired Her breath quickened, slowly fracturing As did her fragile spine as her body contorted Into a shifting form, that would mimic his Strong and sinewy Rejuvenated, she moved with assurance Once again, feeling familiarity in this form In her sheen coat of white fur, she now stood Next to him, and his coat of fur that matched the raven's wing They stood in contrasting, yet symbiotic fashion He pulled her closer, and without making a sound Gestured that it was time for them to go... (c) 2013 Shawn White Eagle

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A mighty river sings her song Fast flowing waters swell her form Her mesmerizing sound envelopes the night As trees upon her banks, Dressed in full regalia, Dance in the pale moonlight...awaiting The Dawn of a New Day Eastern Phoebe, first to awaken heralds the new day Her short bursts stir those in the forest Robin commences his morning song Resonating melodic perfection Peeking above the horizon, the Sun Orange hue bathing Mother Earth Warms Terra Firma Her coat of green Covered in morning dew Glistens beneath the radiant Sun Mother Bear makes her way along the river's bank Carefully teaching her cubs their daily lessons She is key to their survival She is their world Monarchs and Swallowtails, warmed by the sun Flutter by, tasting the sweet floral nectar Brown eyed Daisies...await The flight of the bumble bee Hummingbirds dart and dance from flower to flower Delicately tasting the sweet nectar As they so precisely hover The morning breeze stirs the trees awake The sound...tranquil as crashing waves upon the shore Muffle the stealthy steps of Lobo And lift Eagle to wondrous heights As a baby fawn lies motionless, scentless, while mother doe stands watch Welcome 2 the Dawn...of a New Day... ...of a New Hope (c) 2013 Shawn White Eagle

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Jul 4, 2013

Jul 4, 2013 at 9:26 PM UTC

Niibin (Summer)

A mighty river sings her song Fast flowing waters swell her form Her mesmerizing sound envelopes the night As trees upon her banks, Dressed in full regalia, Dance in the pale moonlight...awaiting The Dawn of a New Day Eastern Phoebe, first to awaken heralds the new day Her short bursts stir those in the forest Robin commences his morning song Resonating melodic perfection Peeking above the horizon, the Sun Orange hue bathing Mother Earth Warms Terra Firma Her coat of green Covered in morning dew Glistens beneath the radiant Sun Mother Bear makes her way along the river's bank Carefully teaching her cubs their daily lessons She is key to their survival She is their world Monarchs and Swallowtails, warmed by the sun Flutter by, tasting the sweet floral nectar Brown eyed Daisies...await The flight of the bumble bee Hummingbirds dart and dance from flower to flower Delicately tasting the sweet nectar As they so precisely hover The morning breeze stirs the trees awake The sound...tranquil as crashing waves upon the shore Muffle the stealthy steps of Lobo And lift Eagle to wondrous heights As a baby fawn lies motionless, scentless, while mother doe stands watch Welcome 2 the Dawn...of a New Day... ...of a New Hope (c) 2013 Shawn White Eagle

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Absent from this creation 4 far 2 long Words stuck pressed under a rock 3rdEyeBlind Midnight Blues at Paisley INspiration, head bobbin' Taken 2 The Max with New Princely Music And grooves of the feminine 3rdEyeGirl 3rdEyeOpen FUNK my LIFE The new FML Life is good (c) Shawn White Eagle

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Jun 28, 2013

Jun 28, 2013 at 1:44 AM UTC

3rdEye Boom of the Bass

Absent from this creation 4 far 2 long Words stuck pressed under a rock 3rdEyeBlind Midnight Blues at Paisley INspiration, head bobbin' Taken 2 The Max with New Princely Music And grooves of the feminine 3rdEyeGirl 3rdEyeOpen FUNK my LIFE The new FML Life is good (c) Shawn White Eagle

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The full moon, golden hued, bathed in wisps of clouds Stares intently at the barren trees along the river A white Biboon blanket being gently pulled back Inside her den a mother bear and her cubs stir Sounds of ice, creaking and cracking Resonate through the naked woodland Ice, slowly breaking away and fleeing from winter's frozen grip Float lazily down stream Upon free running waters carrying away the anguish endured Gentler, warmer breezes carry dreams that become reality The coming rains will soon nourish Mother Earth Kissing her gently Breathing life back into her dormant flesh Barren trees clothed once again Life springs forth at a rapid rate Bathing in the yellow light of day Birds sing with joy In the meadow, a brown eyed Daisy Invites butterfly kisses upon her ethereal beauty An iridescent flash, a glitter, from the south Flitting from flower to flower Hummingbird dances As a tender southerly breath reminds us to forever be... ...Hopeful

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Feb 28, 2013

Feb 28, 2013 at 10:09 PM UTC

Ziigwan (Spring)

The full moon, golden hued, bathed in wisps of clouds Stares intently at the barren trees along the river A white Biboon blanket being gently pulled back Inside her den a mother bear and her cubs stir Sounds of ice, creaking and cracking Resonate through the naked woodland Ice, slowly breaking away and fleeing from winter's frozen grip Float lazily down stream Upon free running waters carrying away the anguish endured Gentler, warmer breezes carry dreams that become reality The coming rains will soon nourish Mother Earth Kissing her gently Breathing life back into her dormant flesh Barren trees clothed once again Life springs forth at a rapid rate Bathing in the yellow light of day Birds sing with joy In the meadow, a brown eyed Daisy Invites butterfly kisses upon her ethereal beauty An iridescent flash, a glitter, from the south Flitting from flower to flower Hummingbird dances As a tender southerly breath reminds us to forever be... ...Hopeful

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