Indigenous day poetry- Oct. eleven.

The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote PoetryA Native American tale.                                 The The song of the seasons… Song of fall…. Warm days, cold nights.Create an restless passion.I can hear the whisper of… Continue reading →

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Indigenous people day poem- Oct. eleven.

Wisdom of the Medicine wheel….   I have been  lucky.  Many kind Native Americans took me under their wing and taught me how to find peace. At the Mall I went to the so-call… Continue reading →

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The last man standing…

The last man standing A Poem by Coyote PoetryNot a happy story. A story to create logic and questions my friend.                                The last man standing…   Last person standing…. (Will the last man… Continue reading →

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The songs of the seasons…

The songs of the seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale.                                The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the… Continue reading →

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Who am I now?

 Who am I now? 1992 2019 We are the same, we are different. I believe we want the same things and some of us want more and some of us want less. Some… Continue reading →

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The “Medicine wheel”

  Wisdom of the Medicine wheel   I have been  lucky.  Many kind Native Americans took me under their wing and taught me how to find peace. At the Mall I went to… Continue reading →

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“The circle dance”

 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 →

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The Island- part six

The Island- part six A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter finally.                                          … Continue reading →

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Lake Gichigana- The great lakes

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.… Continue reading →

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The Island- part four

(The Island- part four A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter)   The Island- part four   I liked the Captain face. He had a ancient and kind face. He took my hands… Continue reading →

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