Category Archive: Native American

Ojibwa Grandmother chant

Ojibwa Grandmother chant A Poem by Coyote Poetry I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. I tried to be like her. Children must know freedom and not be afraid of life.                                      Ojibwa… Continue reading

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I can show you God

I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on”                                   I can show you God.. The great search for God is fruitless for some. I… Continue reading

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A good day to be alive my friend

          A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is a opportunity to do something good.   A good day to be… Continue reading

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Babbling of a insane man. Chapter one and two.

Babbling of a insane man. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry You must dance with life and death to know real peace.                       Chapter one The chess game   I drove to Austin, Texas… Continue reading

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Ancient warrior

Ancient warrior A Poem by Coyote Poetry Blood cannot change. Sometime must go back to your place of birth to learn peace. Ancient warrior I drove to the forest. Away from the city.… Continue reading

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It is cut and dried.

It is Cut and dried. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old words still mean the same.                     It is cut and dried. Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern. Drinking his rum… Continue reading

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The silence and the sea

The silence and the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to listen to the sea, the wind and rebirth each day hopeful and ready.                                       The silence and the sea Blessed… Continue reading

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Dreams

Dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some dreams are nightmares. Some are sweet dreams and some are warnings for us to shape-up. Pity and depression can’t control your life.      Dreams I have… Continue reading

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The song of the seasons.

The songs of the seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale.                             The song of fall Warm… Continue reading

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Father’s burden. (Good to remember the people who taught us how to live.)

                         (Last day with my father.) He left me with strength and wisdom. We must do the right things.     Father’s… Continue reading

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