Category Archive: Native American

One world and one people

The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people.   Wisdom of the Medicine wheel I have… Continue reading

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Everybody knows-part two

Everybody knows (Everybody knows Trickery and foolishness had led us to new place. Everybody knew we allowed a mad man to win. I hold no hatred for the Arabic people. They have been… Continue reading

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For the North Dakota Native Americans Protester- Songs of the season.

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

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Don’t forget-part two-The sacred land

A big storm is a-coming. Old leadership is gone and new leader is in. Please don’t forget. Without water, trees and clean earth.  Man will perish. We need kind Earth more than she… Continue reading

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The earth, the sky and the water

The earth, the sky and the water. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem written in 1992 and rewritten today. The earth, the sky and the water I found my Apache friend at… Continue reading

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_The hills and the Apache

The hills and the Apache A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem when I was seeking who I was. Written in 1992.                         The hills and the Apache I had a bottle… Continue reading

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My earth, our earth-A prayer

My earth, our earth.-A prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. My earth, our earth–A prayer Dear Goddess of the morning sun. Thank you for the splendor of the new day. Thank… Continue reading

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-Ojibwa Grandmother chant

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.                                      Ojibwa… Continue reading

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-The song of the Fall

The song of fall Warm days, cold nights. Create an restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the wind on a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid. The water… Continue reading

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The Water, Sky and the Earth. The long walk.

The Water, Sky and the Earth. The long walk. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Finally adding to the chapters of one of my stories.   The long walk “When death is close. Seconds… Continue reading

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