The coyote is dancing today.
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
Tag Archive: Nature
I can show you God.
I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on” I can show you God. (Please question the leader who don’t want to feed the poor… Continue reading
Divine Nature.
Divine Nature A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe need long walks into the deep forest. Nature can show us we are just part of a living system that need cooperation of all of us for… Continue reading
A wild bird.
A wild bird. I saw the fear in her eyes.She told me that “I love you.I need you.” But I’m afraid.Afraid of losing myself in a emotionwhere I won’t be able to escape.… Continue reading
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
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