The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of the Fall Warm days, cold nights. Create a restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the… Continue reading
A big storm is a-coming. Old leadership is gone and new leader is in. Please don’t forget. Without water, trees and clean earth. Man will perish. We need kind Earth more than she… Continue reading
The earth, the sky and the water. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem written in 1992 and rewritten today. The earth, the sky and the water I found my Apache friend at… Continue reading
The hills and the Apache A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem when I was seeking who I was. Written in 1992. The hills and the Apache I had a bottle… Continue reading
My earth, our earth.-A prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. My earth, our earth–A prayer Dear Goddess of the morning sun. Thank you for the splendor of the new day. Thank… Continue reading
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
The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the wind on a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid. The water… Continue reading
The Water, Sky and the Earth. The long walk. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Finally adding to the chapters of one of my stories. The long walk “When death is close. Seconds… Continue reading
The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the… Continue reading
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