Rebirth.
Rebirth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people desire a rebirth in new places. I wonder do we change? Rebirth Old Johnnie drinking the cheap Honduras rum.Told the two pretty Honduras girls at… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Nature
The songs of the Great Lakes.
The songs 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
My Earth, our earth. A prayer.
My earth, our earth–A prayer Dear Goddess of the morning sun. Thank you for the splendor of the new day.Thank you for the gifts of open and free valleys, the towering mountain ranges.… Continue reading
The 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 joker. Laugh at life and held no fear.)… Continue reading
The liar’s moon.
The liar’s moon. The Coyote was quiet tonight, tranquil night allowed him to recede to the deep tides of memory. The warm days of Spring always awoke the memory of his sweetest friend.… Continue reading
The Coyote song.
he 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
Freedom is missed, when she is lost.
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 joker. Laugh at life and held… Continue reading
Choose the road you love.
Choose the road you love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is simple. Find something you enjoy. Then do it. (Nirvana-The supreme happiness that according to Buddhism comes when all passion, hatred and … Continue reading
Poetry for Nature..
Poetry 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 of… Continue reading
My North Dakota hurricane..
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