Long Hopi Poems

In times of a virus spreading its unruly truths I wonder why

	What matters most seems to be toilet paper

Loops and loops of the stuff and people care about their bum

Three ply of course because thin...

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My universe revolves
Relaxation – Meditation - Reflection

I have thought- in the throes of perception, 
as I lay in the soothing arms of meditation – 
travelling through spaces of, and in reflection
as I drift in and...

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IV. Interconnected Web

Teach your children the ethos of 
   the rampart-
   of the earth under their feet. 
Is it more than just soil? It's heaven — 
The Chosen Hallowed Retreat 
Where...

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Poem: This Rock
Poet: Ken Jordan
Edited By: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/2012


This rock
This Holy 
piece of stone -

 Bestowed  upon
the Pueblo People
of the 
Tribal Nations
by the 
Great Spirit,

some
seven thousand
years ago -

Gave way to
a Ceremonial 
tribal gatherings
to
give
thanks, honor
and prayers
to the
Great Spirit
for blessing
them with ,

This...

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Come December 21, two thousand and twelve
On the winter solstice, mankind may burn in hell
As man's Creator, I've sent multiple warnings
Nostradamus, the Mayans, Hopi Indians
All believed there was still time to reverse this course
But My...

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*Image of Cherokee Piper, Four-seater single engine by Wilkie.

Lifetime Get-A-Way, A Survivors Tale

It is nineteen-eighty new years eve in less than two days,
that said--this turned a fourteener syllabic lined poem,
fourteener set of rhyming-lined poems--to paraphrase,
I...

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For Paula Swanson's "Beseech" contest:
Prose Poetry Verse:



God has given the moon the stars.
He remains a God beyond the stars!!!
A year or two ago, "Ort" was discovered in space and is where stars are formed -...

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Tonight I stayed at work until 7:00.
It was dark when I locked the front doors.
Winter approaches again, soon the great coat
huddled like a rug around me. The streets
were active as usual, block residents
hanging out front...

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“Santa Fe”

Santa Fe, Santa Fe, 
Oh Santa Fe,
Take me home to Santa Fe.
Where mountain peaks 
Are bathed in gold.
Where artists and seekers
Come to unfold.

Where natives live in ages past
Stair step terra-cotta 
Rise on desert floors.
Where...

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I am to him a Stradivarius, a treasured violin
His bow expertly caresses my supple strings
My body moans when tucked beneath his chin
Revving to his rhythmic pulse, my heart sings

I am the delicate ivory he strokes...

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From the Painted Desert, head west
Past sagebrush, brittle bush, desert scrub
And The Petrified Forest at rest
To the Rocky Mountains above
Go past the Continental Divide
Below Douglas firs and pinyon pines
Head down the sunset side
Where the Colorado...

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Light travels faster than sound... that's why

Some appear bright till they speak

I'm sure we've all met some people like this

They're not all totally unique

The main reason Santa is always so jolly

He knows where the bad...

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Kachina of the Hopi

There are so many of you
Holding sway with our nation
We of the Hopi yearn for your wisdom
Your powers over air and water
Talk to us in gentle tones
Let our ancestors rejoice at our...

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Good night full autumn moon shining so bold.
Harvest is done this eve of this seasons end.
I rest for this short period before the bitter cold.
Playing my flute for you, my music I do send.

I may...

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The Lalakonti Ceremony

The old women gathered
To look at the stars above
Orion was their greatest prize
It hung there as if to realise
It was time for the Lalakonti
Hopi girls lift your baskets
First to the left breast
Then to...

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Hey, Pilgrims,
Let's dress-up
Dress-down the plumes
of the dancing Peacock
(If we'd allow)
but for the Ritual;

For Francsly speaking
in tongues of plata y oro,
Pound-for-bloody-pound
How much 'cide this buys?
A simply-uneasy angst to the quest,
Oh, how Corpulent "m.d.'s" -
Which dystrophy Indigene...

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lost subterranean city of the Grand Canyon
Fact, legend, Hopi story or cover-up?
In 1909 Arizona Gazette printed the story
A secret underground citadel a mile down
discovered by G E Kinkaid, a renown explorer
also the first white baby...

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Nostradamus quatrains
     Famous Frenchman’s foreboding forecasts
     History’s course, well-charted in rhyme

Startling revelations
     Called Hitler “Hister,” brothers three – Kennedys
    ...

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I would like to pay tribute to those who died
While introducing you to our native pride
We are Cherokee, Iroquois, and Lakota
We are Navajo, Algonquin, and Dakota
Our lands were open and free to roam
But when the...

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Lately, a kiss is a long lost wish.
We've both forgotten how to care.
So just in case you never remember,
I will tattoo "love" behind your eyelids
so you will see it when you sleep
and forget the ghosts...

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