| EARTH SPIRIT: Native American Indian Poetry and Quotes Presented by Jean Elizabeth Ward |
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POEM FROM THE BOOK ROSE ROCKS OF OKLAHOMA Indian Legend retold as a Shape Poem by Jean Elizabeth Ward Once a young maiden lived with her tribe in central Oklahoma. She was always cheerful and singing, and was much loved By the people of her tribe, but she became so very ill, Even the medicine man could not heal her, and so She died. With small sandstone rocks the tribe Built an altar to her, and after many days The Great Spirit spoke and the sound Of his mighty voice turned the Rocks into lovely roses; An external symbol Of the maiden's Spirit, and so The Rose Rock is The state Rock of Ok. Barite rock crystal INDIAN BLESSING Let us walk softly on the Earth with all living as we go, That one God kind and wise created all. Copyrighted 2006 by Jean Elizabeth Ward. |
EXCERPT FROM THE BOOK A Ute Prayer Earth teach me ~ as the grasses are still with new light. Earth teach me suffering ~ as old stones suffer with memory. Earth teach me humility ~ as blossoms are humble with beginning. Earth teach me caring ~ as mothers nurture their young. Earth teach me courage ~ as the tree that stands alone. Earth teach me limitation ~ as the ant that crawls on the ground. Earth teach me freedom ~ as the eagle that soars in the sky. Earth teach me acceptance ~ as the leaves that die each fall. Earth teach me renewal ~ as the seed that rises in the spring. Earth teach me to forget myself ~ as melted snow forgets its life. Earth teach me to remember kindness ~ as dry fields weep with rain. |
| INK STUDY by Jean Elizabeth Ward Copyrighted 2005 The copies are signed and dated Black and white On acid free paper, 17.00 each. I have many other ink sketches And ink Mandalas: feel free to Message me if you are interested. |
| Copy of painting with Ink and Acrylics, available upon request in sizes 4 X 6 5 X 7 and and 8 X 10: signed, dated and numbered. Click Link for information. Copyrighted 2002 by Jean Elizabeth Ward |
| THERE IS A POEM WITHIN THE BOOK WHICH ACCOMPANIES THIS VINTAGE PRINT |
NATIVE AMERICAN SAYING Give thanks for unknown blessings -- already on their way. |
BOOK DESCRIPTION Within the book ... are three Tribute Poems: Dedicated to Poet, Dr. Maya Angelo; Singer, Loretta Lynn; and Cherokee Chief, Wilma Mankiller, From the authors Living Legend Series. The book is in alphabetical order for an easy read. Old Indian Saying: Certain things catch your eye, But pursue only those that capture your heart. These poems, quotes, proverbs, and prose Have captured my heart, And my desire is to share them with you; Native American, Part American, New American, Visiting American, Non American, No matter what you may call yourself; For we are all “Precious Ones” in the eyes of God. My desire is to preserve some of my poetry; Good, bad, ugly, or okay, I don’t want it tossed away EXCERPT FROM EARTH SPIRIT BOOK These are the drums that I play, Self is blest' each and every day. The path is old, beyond time, Come fly with me, soar in rhyme. |
| AN INDIANS LAST MILE Dedicated to the Navajo Indians Tribulations and troubles . . . Sometimes more than should be; I will put them in my hands And walk out into the sea. Hold up my hands; cry out, here eternity Take these tribulations and troubles, Leave my soul be. It seems my life has been More than I can stand, Even as a little child I walked the old hard land That all my people ... know. I want to feel peace and smile As I step out of the sea, For I'm walking my last mile, Now ... give me a helping hand And an answer for my people too. ~~~ We all deserve so much more Than Hell at our own front door. COMMENT This poem was inspired by a program I saw About the Navajo Indian And The Code They used during the war. Copyrighted 2006 by Jean Elizabeth Ward ~~~~~~~ NAVAJO BLESSING Reworked into a Shape Poem We walk in our moccasins upon the Earth And beneath the sky. As we Travel on life's path of Beauty we will Live a good Live and Reach Old Age NAVAJO BLESSING |
EXCERPT FROM THE BOOK NEWARK OHIO'S GREAT CIRCLE EARTHWORKS Now Nothing but a circle, A mound upon the ground, But as I close my eyes, And Walk around this mound As we ... visitors ... do, I think of you, My native love -- of long ago, Dancing ... in the sun-lit glow; O how I watched you Circling, Circling around, As my heart grew More in love with you. Now -- daily As I walk around, I still think of you Beneath this mound, Though We are an eternity apart; Be still, be still My lonely Beating Heart. ~~~~~~~ Built by the Hopewell Indians 2000 years ago; I lived there for 10 years. |
EXCERPT FROM THE BOOK I AM A MANDALA MAKER The Mandala Maker, Precise and proud, Draws her line, And thinks out loud. What will it be That I will see tonight? I must not think, Yet, think . . . right, She closes her eyes, Thank you for this moment; ... She writes ... To the left, and to the right, Around and around she goes, One side, and then the other As she dwells not -- On the future, the past, Her family, or her lover. Aas! Alas she Has completed this one, And to The Mandala Maker It was creative fun. ~~~~~~~ LONE WOLF SPOKE Modern Senryu Poem And the wolf said to the child, Fear not, fear not; we are both wild. |
At this time I am working on Version II of EARTH SPIRIT which will be out in hard back cover with LuLu Publishers. |