Where have the Ojibwa gone? And some quotes.
” Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned, and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat money.” “Treat the earth well: it… Continue reading
” Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned, and the last fish been caught will we realize we cannot eat money.” “Treat the earth well: it… Continue reading
Are we crazy the people of this world? A Poem by Coyote Poetry I worry for the children. What will be left for them? (The white people think we do not know their value,… Continue reading
The Nightingale song.. The Ojibwa grandfather volunteered to watch the five grandchildren and he took them to the big water. He told them if you listen well, you can hear the nightingale songs… Continue reading
My garden. I raise flowers in my garden to bring the butterflies to my yard. I believe if you see a butterfly. You can make a wish. Many kinds of garden. I took… Continue reading
A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. 1- The song of the fall. Warm days, cold nights.Create an restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary hill. Old… Continue reading
Wisdom of the Medicine wheel.. I have been lucky. Many kind Native Americans took me under their wing and taught me how to find peace. At the Mall I went to the so-call… Continue reading
“You taste like sunshine just like you’ve been kissed by the morning light and I was the darkness dancing with the stars carelessly, breathlessly and our lips meet softly. color creeping in the… Continue reading
December morning… The days of December are here. Kind earth is resting and we must become Winter people. The fire are burning and grandfathers must become the story tellers. He must entice the… Continue reading
The nightingale song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Number two poem for the month of April poetry month. A Native American tale I was taught and I teach my grandchildren. … Continue reading
Wisdom of the Medicine wheel.. I have been lucky. Many kind Native Americans took me under their wing and taught me how to find peace. At the Mall I went to the so-call… Continue reading