“The gales of Winter
The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near. I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading
The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near. I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading
Everyone is a river A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem, for new book, The Island. … Continue reading
THE ILLUSION, A Ojibwa prayer I told the pretty poet. I have too much now. I would give away if I could. Sell the car, sell the house and keep a few books… Continue reading
Big Sur meditation Who are we, my friend? Is our life half empty or half filled? I have seen people who gave-up and gave-in into the struggle of life. Lifeless eyes, waiting for… Continue reading
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
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
The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote Poetry A story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out. The Raven and the Coyote The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by… Continue reading
The trees A Poem by Coyote Poetry I had a tree poem in my head for weeks. I hope it is worthwhile to read. Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall… Continue reading
The Island- part six A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter finally. … Continue reading
Nature Poetry The mountain range, standing strong and beautiful. Art for the people who love the open and free spaces. The free climbers love the hard climbs and unknown endings. Finding secret and… Continue reading