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just as I commented on Larrys..I will edit this comment on Monday night, as I cannot leave proper comments now. BUT taking the 1st SPOT..WOW!

Your title? Well...of course I know the name but...if this was my poem I'd have called it Mini ha ha...not sure of the spelling but she was Haiwathia's interest back then and...I think this poem was ....back then...anyway...

Intoxicating
trees of authentic design
whisper at sunset

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I've always loved the word intoxicating in haiku because it is of 5 syllables and...very impressive to have the opening line with just one word while conforming to the rules :)

Sleeping moccasins
travel a destined pathway
footsteps left behind

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I liked this because my image of native american indians or any indiginous people is that they follow the water but...perhaps their heart still lies in their birthplace?

Death and destruction
fuel the flame of ignorance
small pox stealing life

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Very stong point made here...there are a lot of infections that nomadic people may enjure due to them moving about....I think small pox was a massive one though?

Mother Willow sings
smoke rings, purifying souls
breezes wave goodbye

They come back to their orignal place or close to it to die...some people need trees/water etc...it's in their culture?

This was such a truly beautiful haiku/senryu chain. Your words had a voice from the first line to the last and I love how you wove together the nature haiku with the life senryu's and wrote about Pocahontas!! The Disney movie is one of my top top favorites; I know I could play it over and over again on my vcr lol.... when you mentioned Mother Willow it made me remember how she sings to Pocahontas: "listen with your heart, you will understand". I remember how calming that was, yet how curious. So much was unknown to her, yet she could listen and understand with time and with patience from the heart.

So many themes that made me reflect here: destruction, ignorance, fear..I also really liked the ending- mentioning souls being purified and how the wind plays such a nostalgic touch to life too.

Great read, keep it up :)

Interesting that you mix history.
Your title hearkens to a moment of tolerance, in which Pocahontas spoke up for a stranger, defending him from execution.
Yet you then set up a Disneyesque landscape in which trees whisper secrets to young maidens (the haikus) contrasted by reality bursts in which European disease and conquest leave little but the memory of the Native Americans (the senryus).

Your poem evokes other works and places, compacted into a small space. Here are annotations brought to mind, whether you intended them or not:

Intoxicating = the breathtaking richness of the aboriginal society abridged by the use of whiskey to disrupt social cohesion

trees of authentic design = the realism of Disney's art in the cartoon movie

whisper at sunset = the wind in the trees, especially during her songs

Sleeping moccasins = Thanatopsis "tribes that slumber"
travel a destined pathway = Sacagawea leading Lewis & Clark, betrayed by the doctrine of Manifest Destiny
footsteps left behind = Forcible Removal of the tribes, especially Chief Joseph ("I shall fight no more forever.")

Death and destruction = genocide of the population
fuel the flame of ignorance = retaliation by the tribes led to their annihilation
small pox stealing life = ironically, Pocahontas herself died of disease while traveling in Europe with her husband; estimates of the native americans killed by smalpox run as high as 90 - 95%

Mother Willow sings = back to the feel good movie, now not quite as comforting
smoke rings, purifying souls = brings to mind the Navajo healing ceremony, but also makes me think of the 'gift' of tobacco, sort of ironic revenge
breezes wave goodbye = the end of innocence

What a great idea, As you know I like mixing forms usually out of boredom, this works really well as it transends from one to the other.
I think the very first word is a great start, love the whole idea of 'trees of authentic design'

there is fantastic imagery in this, and very clever word use.

I agree with Hellon's deep review, I can see why she has said what she has.

Great job

Are you going to try anymore?

Mixing of Different aspects of poetry can never be an easy job
I'm going to bump you sometime soon if you are ever available
Because i'm interested on learning how to do such poems,
as to how you end this poem I was left compelelty at awe.
5/5

Beautiful , this really sunk in and made the images come to life this is a very creative piece indeed

I liked the too forms combined I thought it all went well together :)

Keep writing

Intelligently crafted and brilliantly written! I love stanza three in particular because it provokes a feeling of lethargy, which in turn contrasts the calmness of the other three. Also, the subtle use of poetic devices, such as sibilance and perhaps hyperbole at times is exciting. Wonderful!

A very cool mixture! I liked how you retold some main lines of Pocahontas. I just love the movie and the creativity behind its writer. And I'm really fond of the way you restricted yourself to haikus and senyrus because it shows your talent! :)

Wow wow wow woooooooooooow, why didnt I read this before?:)

This is a master master piece, hehehe perfectly written^_^