City of the Cherokee Swept with autumn gold, Alive with commerce gold, Wares bought and wares sold; And this great world was never-ending, As we were jealous not to barter for our souls, This great earth at our city’s heart. Autumn gold covered ruddy loam - Cotton’s loam - Now, the curing loam of... Sign in to see full entry.
Rusted flint Searing still in my heart stream, But long since set aside. Calling bird Singing now a hollow song, Telling of chicks new born, And loves and fears heroes know, Now smolder in the distant plains, Burning with the forever-flint With no bird to recall it to life Except the dust crow who... Sign in to see full entry.
Campfires smolder Growing cold as night Enfolding the empty square, Lost to this trail of tears - My trail of tears. Silently in the forest A footfall tells they crept away Into time’s bower, Into tear’s brine, Into the hearts of those who should know better, Into my veins Like a smoldering memory... Sign in to see full entry.
Two words my father taught me - “A-da-gei-tli-di” And “A-sgwo-lv-ni-ha” His father had taught him them - Who learned these from a woman, Who sat in Sawyer’s Mill Town, Who learned them from a hunter As her mother pounded corn. So, come to me Wewoka - Come to your Cosawta And I will teach you... Sign in to see full entry.
Campfires smolder Forgiving not one conqueror. Saving water - Smoothing leaves. Winter winds are passed and fading And the Cherokee live again - We go to business - Dance at discos - Join gay movements - Eat at fast-foods- Drive our Mazdas Never doubting our inheritance. Come experience The Jade Owl Sign in to see full entry.
Where have we flown Children of the earth Outward from this history Beyond our trail of tears. Where do we bleed now? Where do we end? We who pump along both sad and lonely, In a generation’s mind. We still bleed Moving Unakas to tears - But only now - For we are inside now - And weep for ourselves... Sign in to see full entry.
Mixing all the nations In the veins that I am given Give me pride - And sets me tall. And yet, I have this notion, All the blue blood across the ocean Cannot wipe from my remembrance The saddened call I hear - The hunter’s gone a-hunting But when he comes, he’ll tell his tale And I shall never... Sign in to see full entry.
A Fast life, lost as grain, Seeking to be an Unaka, First one must prove Without poleball or The Little-Brother-of-War, Worthy of the trust. So, to France - To the Ardennes - A forest much like the lost - Engage in the great Brother of War to end all wars. Then, with a purple heart, The privilege is... Sign in to see full entry.
Campfires glow. The map is dotted by light - Great grandmother tells The story told by her father’s lip, About the world Wewoka lost And the love Cosawta kept And how the great river - Deeper than this Sacramento - Called to the hawk - And my grandfather hears these words And never forgets. Come... Sign in to see full entry.
Campfires glow in the gold fields - Cherokees smile around Sawyer’s Mill, For fortunes are to be made. Wars are fought - France is fame - And the wheels of time Scatter the faithful to the winds, Far from Sawyer’s Bar - Simple lives scatter - No heritage - No place to hold their head high - But if... Sign in to see full entry.