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Shreik said:Brother Bear has once again captured the tribes pluse in his writings.
Greetings sweet Victoria![]()

Victoria_2001_02769 said:~ Yes, yes he has. Hello and greetings to you as well Dalin' Man. *tucks the rose behind her ear*![]()

Shreik said:Brother Bear has once again captured the tribes pluse in his writings.
Greetings sweet Victoria![]()
biggbear8 said:The Tribal Rain-Dance
The tribe walks the barren land
Arid soil brushes cross their feet
Knowing the call of nature
They breathe in the hot dusty air
.
Gazing up to the bluest skies
Seeking just one dark cloud
To cleanse the dusty sultry camp
Making the heated ground wet and new
.
They danced to the beat of the drums
And the gusting winds soulless wail
As they wiped away
The tears that fell from their eyes
.
With the gusting wind the clouds
began to roll in
with the rumbling of thunder in the distance
Then they began to dance faster chanting louder
.
Tiny droplets pelted down
Splashed about their faces
Wetting their hair
And their tribal garments
.
The rains began to flow in streams
Rushing through the lands
The tribal dancer caused a flood
That none would understand
.
Now the once barren land
When the rains had ended
Turned into a green valley
The tribe is now pleased
.
The buffalo returned to graze
Wild horse run through the plains
The lakes and fish now refreshed
And plenty of water to drink
.
Tall grasses making a soft carpet
To rest their weary heads
Flowers dancing lightly in the sweet breeze
The Indian Nation happy and free
Erotica_Writings said:MMMMMM So beautiful

Shreik said:Greetings one and all

Thank you brother Bearbiggbear8 said:![]()
Hey Shreik Greeting I hope that you have a great day stay healthy and happy my friend .
A big hearty handshake![]()
^5biggbear8 said:The Tribal Rain-Dance
The tribe walks the barren land
Arid soil brushes cross their feet
Knowing the call of nature
They breathe in the hot dusty air
.
Gazing up to the bluest skies
Seeking just one dark cloud
To cleanse the dusty sultry camp
Making the heated ground wet and new
.
They danced to the beat of the drums
And the gusting winds souless wail
As they wiped away
The tears that fell from their eyes
.
With the gusting wind the clouds
Began to roll in
With the rumbling of thunder in the distance
Then they began to dance faster chanting louder
.
Tiny droplets pelted down
Splashed about their faces
Wetting their hair
And their tribal garments
.
The rains began to flow in streams
Rushing through the lands
The tribal dancer caused a flood
That none would understand
.
Now the once barren land
When the rains had ended
Turned into a green valley
The tribe is now pleased
.
The buffalo returned to graze
Wild horses run through the plains
The lakes and fish now refreshed
And plenty of water to drink
.
Tall grasses making a soft carpet
To rest their weary heads
Flowers dancing lightly in the sweet breeze
The Indian Nation happy and free
Victoria_2001_02769 said:~ {{{{{{BB}}}}}} You've done it once again my dear friend. Your words paint the image of the blowing dust as the clouds roll in and soon the drops of rain fall upon the upturned faces and wetten the hair. I hear the echo of the drums and the chants mingling - as the drum becomes as the beat of ones heart.. If one looks thru the slit of their eyes - they'll see the barren land become lush and green - feel the pounding hooves against the earth - of the wild horses and the buffalo and watch a village come to life once again.

biggbear8 said:THANK YOU E.W. Im happy you like my tribal series. I hope that you have a beautiful day sweetie
hugs kisses
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+Erotica_Writings said:Fucking with me will not make me cry
Me fucking with you will make you want to die
You will be miserable and old
But I don't care you turned my heart cold
People like you are a waste of flesh
Do the world a favor and drop behind us that are the best
You send cowardly no name notes
Because your an idiot that is high on dope.
Go climb back under the rock from which you were found
Me and my sisters don't want you around.
Take my warning to the heart
You keep fucking with me and mine we'll rip you apart.

Shreik said:+
Gotta love a lady that says what she knows and thinks![]()
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goog morning darling sweet sis 
Erotica_Writings said:Fucking with me will not make me cry
Me fucking with you will make you want to die
You will be miserable and old
But I don't care you turned my heart cold
People like you are a waste of flesh
Do the world a favor and drop behind us that are the best
You send cowardly no name notes
Because your an idiot that is high on dope.
Go climb back under the rock from which you were found
Me and my sisters don't want you around.
Take my warning to the heart
You keep fucking with me and mine we'll rip you apart.
catsr2wild said:OUCH!!! Somebody better run....

Thank you for the lovely flowers, {{{{{{{{{{{{{{Bear}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}biggbear8 said:SOME BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS FOR TWO WONDERFUL AND BEAUTIFUL LADIES
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They are perfect in that they mirror the beauty of your soul and your willingness to share your most private and heartfelt thoughts with us. Thank you again, {{{{{Sweet man}}}}} 
I could almost feel the rain on my face, {{{{{{{{{Bear}}}}}}}}}biggbear8 said:The Tribal Rain-Dance
The tribe walks the barren land
Arid soil brushes cross their feet
Knowing the call of nature
They breathe in the hot dusty air
.
Gazing up to the bluest skies
Seeking just one dark cloud
To cleanse the dusty sultry camp
Making the heated ground wet and new
.
They danced to the beat of the drums
And the gusting winds soulless wail
As they wiped away
The tears that fell from their eyes
.
With the gusting wind the clouds
began to roll in
with the rumbling of thunder in the distance
Then they began to dance faster chanting louder
.
Tiny droplets pelted down
Splashed about their faces
Wetting their hair
And their tribal garments
.
The rains began to flow in streams
Rushing through the lands
The tribal dancer caused a flood
That none would understand
.
Now the once barren land
When the rains had ended
Turned into a green valley
The tribe is now pleased
.
The buffalo returned to graze
Wild horse run through the plains
The lakes and fish now refreshed
And plenty of water to drink
.
Tall grasses making a soft carpet
To rest their weary heads
Flowers dancing lightly in the sweet breeze
The Indian Nation happy and free
Simply beautiful. {{{{{{{{EW}}}}}}}} You need stop holding your feelings in....tell us how you really feel. *giggles*Erotica_Writings said:Fucking with me will not make me cry
Me fucking with you will make you want to die
You will be miserable and old
But I don't care you turned my heart cold
People like you are a waste of flesh
Do the world a favor and drop behind us that are the best
You send cowardly no name notes
Because your an idiot that is high on dope.
Go climb back under the rock from which you were found
Me and my sisters don't want you around.
Take my warning to the heart
You keep fucking with me and mine we'll rip you apart.
