The circle dance. I have danced often the circle dance at Native Americans Pow Wows. The circle dance had many meanings. “The leader called to the people; the Ojibwa children begin the circle… Continue reading
The Coyote is dancing. Once, locked-up man knew the solace and the mercy of the kind lakes. Once, the free man danced with the stars and the moon. In the mist of the… Continue reading
Listen to the wind. Find a valley where the kind wind can sing to you, stand in an apple tree orchard, touch an apple, taste the sweetness. Gifts, wonderful gift from Mother Nature.… Continue reading
Two steps from hell- A secret melody.. He told the pretty British girl in the city of London. There are consequences for every action, we do. The fatality of youth, we believe. We… Continue reading
Poetry for nature. 1- 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… Continue reading
The song of the Great Lakes. (Today we give thanks to the Creator for all that we have been given.Noongom nimiigwechiwi’aanaan Gizhe-Manidoo gakina gaa-miinigooyaang. We give thanks for the sky above and the… Continue reading
The trees A Poem by Coyote Poetry I had a tree poem in my head for weeks. I hope it is worthwhile to read. Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall never see… Continue reading
Don’t look at me with disappointment. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must remember we set the example. Lead with concern, kindness and hope. Don’t look at me with disappointment. Don’t look at… 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
The Big Water. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some mini-poetry. Ojibwa call the Great lakes. The Big Water. The Big water.. 1- The stirring of the quiet night wakes my sleeping spirit. I have… Continue reading
