I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. Donald N. Davis Obituary (Apostcard that Donald N. Davis wrote to his wife Linda”s coworkers arrived just hours after they got word of his death.… Continue reading
The Coyote song, lest we forget. Lately the days have become slower and I want less. Once the wild Coyote ran and ran till he found some pleasure, some laughter and a safe… Continue reading
Short poems for nature. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to protect nature and the free animal of the earth and the sea. 1- Mother Earth Her dress is of the green… Continue reading
We forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us.) Love is like a flower garden. Once we danced in tropical clubs hidden in the dark corners of the tropics,we… Continue reading
The songs of the seasons. Warm days, cold nights.Create a restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid.The water is sick with… Continue reading
Poetry for nature. The mountain range,standing strong and beautiful.Art for the people who love the open and free spaces.The free climbers love the hard climbs and unknown endings.Finding secret and unknown paths leading… Continue reading
In the California Mountains. Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left.” Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the… Continue reading
THE ILLUSION. I told the pretty poet. I have too much now. I would give away if I could. Sell the car, sell the house and keep a few books and my laptop.… Continue reading
My North Dakota hurricane. Beneath the midnight Monterey moon, we danced, we drank and we adored the Winter storms of the Pacific. We served as soldiers in the daytime and in the night.… Continue reading
Lake Gichigana. Once free land held a great nation, the first people lived in peace with the forest, the rivers and the big lake. Lake Gichigana was kind to the original people. The… Continue reading
