Tag Archive: Ojibwa

My Ojibwa Grandmother chant…

My Ojibwa Grandmother chant A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. I tried to be like her. Children must know freedom and not be afraid of life.                                       My… Continue reading

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Ladybug wishes…

Lady bug wishes… My dear Ojibwa grandmother told me. If a ladybug lands on you. You can make a wish. Only one. I told my grandchildren. If you see a butterfly dancing in… Continue reading

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The Coyote and Raven dance…

The Coyote and Raven dance… The coyote was dancing for the half-moon, he moved and weaved into the deep forest and he knew. His beautiful friend was watching him celebrate the night. The… Continue reading

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When the sun kisses the moon…

“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

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Lakota Lullaby and my May-day hope…

April morning… The days of May are coming Kind earth is alive and we must become the people of the sun. The fire are burning and grandfathers must become the story tellers by… Continue reading

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The Nightingale song…

The nightingale song A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A Native American tale I was taught and I teach my grandchildren.                             … Continue reading

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Grandmother hope and wishes…

Grandmother hope and wishes. A Poem by Coyote PoetryI lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to know freedom.      … Continue reading

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The nightingale song…

The nightingale song A Poem by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale I was taught and I teach my grandchildren.                             … Continue reading

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Forgiveness

Forgiveness Can you live with hate, regret and sadness? My beautiful Ojibwa Grandmother taught us, you can not. My Grandmother told me when I was seven. When I was six years old in… Continue reading

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Summer solstice- When the sun and the moon kiss

“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

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