Native American Drummer

Strong and proud, brave and free is he.
Music resounds the mystery.
Symbiotic. His history.

Man and nature forever bound.
Replenish the earth said God’s sound.
Drum the music in good earth found.

Skin of deer stretched tight forms the drum.
Tap-rap-tapping while elders hum.
Warriors dancing so feast will come.

Women and children saved from harm.
The hunter’s song sings no alarm.
God’s good earth their natural farm.

Generations sang and they danced.
Warriors wore antlers while the pranced.
Respect for nature was enhanced.

Eagle Feathers adorned your crown.
Spirits join the burial mound.
The song now drummed is hope’s surround.

Forever live the brave and free.
They forge their way to destiny.
And music sounds their history.

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This poem was inspired by a painting entitled, “Drummer” which the Native American artist, Pablita Velarde (1918-2006.) painted.


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  • anaisnais
    anaisnaisabout 5 years ago

    Wonderfully rhymed verse, that brings us to muse of our forefathers and generations that have passed. Brings to mind all those battles of past, and makes you wonder if we’ve actually learnt anything or come any further…. Welcome to redbubble, I see you are going to fit amongst the talented folk here perfectly! Look forward to reading more of your writing as ever. Good luck with your forthcoming book. Smiles, Anna-Marie.

  • Daneann
    Daneannabout 5 years ago

    I always had a love for Native American culture. There is some family folklore that my greatgreatgrandmother was Native American, after all of these years we don’t really know. But one thing I do know is that I feel a deep respect for nature and I am in awe of the many plants and minerals that God created for us to use. And the Native Americans knew how to use them. I guess that’s why my heart was empathetically writing this poem. I imagined their lives in unity on earth without needing ownership. I guess I love Native Americans most for their spirituality and respect for life. Well, here I go again… talking a lot. Thank you for looking at my work. It was nice to come here and see your cheery smile and delightful comments. Love, Dane

  • Hathor
    Hathorabout 5 years ago

    Beautiful. really beautiful and filled with spirit. I, too, have always felt very connected to Native Americans, i come from Manitoba, which is fulled with the heritage of The People. loved this, great rhyme. Kristin

  • Thank you most welcome comment on my poem about Native Americans. I have always loved learning about their ways and culture. (Sorry for the late reply. I was “Lost in Bubble Land”)

    – Daneann

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