Nate Flying Owl

Rookie - 45 Points (01/07/88 / Milwaukie, OR)

Nate Flying Owl Poems

1. Last Lifetimes 10/5/2011
2. Lion Pride 3/28/2013
3. Letter To Sasquatch 5/30/2013
4. Letter To A Mirror 5/30/2013
5. Letter To An Otter 6/17/2013
6. Letter To A Kardashian 6/17/2013
7. Letter To A Stranger 8/15/2013
8. Letter To A Gorilla 8/15/2013
9. Letter To Braga 8/17/2013
10. Letter To A Serval 8/23/2013
11. Letter To A Tiger 8/27/2013
12. Letter To A Spree Shooter 8/29/2013
13. Letter To Custer 8/31/2013
14. Letter To Crazy Horse 8/31/2013
15. Letter To The Church 9/19/2013
16. Letter To God 9/19/2013
17. Letter To Al-Assad 9/26/2013
18. Letter To A Syrian Rebel 9/26/2013
19. Letter To A Syrian Rebel Ii 9/26/2013
20. Letter To A Mailwoman 8/21/2013
21. Ode To Mt. Hood 10/8/2013
22. Miles To Go 11/22/2013
23. Ode To Writer's Block 12/2/2013
24. Ode To The Bellydancer 12/2/2013
25. Ode To A Pencil 12/2/2013
26. Ode To A Urinal 12/2/2013
27. Odes To Bats 12/2/2013
28. Ode To A Shattered Window 1/30/2014
29. Ode To A Crimson Leaf 1/30/2014
30. Ode To A Couple Crickets 1/30/2014
31. Wild Fury 5/8/2014
32. A Poet's Echo 9/19/2014
33. Christmas Lights 12/23/2014
34. Moonlight Reflections 12/24/2014
35. Quintilla Stanzas 12/31/2014
36. Cyhydedd Hir 4/28/2014
37. Letter To A Child Soldier 8/21/2013
38. Letter To A Killer Whale Ii 9/30/2013
39. Enters The Water 4/1/2013
40. Letter To A Killer Whale 5/23/2013
Best Poem of Nate Flying Owl

Written Word

</>Children of the written word
You wield in your minds, voices and fingers
The weaponry you need to fight for truth
In your minds, the ideas
In your voices, the ways to speak your minds
In your fingers, the tools to record them

Stand up and shout out for truth
Fight against the tyranny of evil
Don't sit back while darkness spreads its filth
Address the night as it is
And hand out forgiveness where it is due
For words of passion and love will endure

Rise, oh warriors of truth
Narrate all you can, oh storytellers
Be observant and watchful,...

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Last Lifetimes

The wind tastes the marrow of my bones
Jehovah's movement become evident
Through the leaves of each tree I encounter
And moments can last lifetimes when I pause
To Llisten for the songs quietly sung
By the branches seeking to comfort my soul
What better Elysium can there be?

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