Tag Archive: Native American

My 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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A good day to be alive

A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is an opportunity to do something good.   A good day to be alive my friend (Can you… Continue reading

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“The Hills and the Apache”

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

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The song of the seasons

The songs of the seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. ——————————————————————————————————————————————                                    … Continue reading

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“The song of the seasons”

The songs of the seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. ————————————————————————————–                                    … Continue reading

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“A good day to be alive”

A good day to be alive my friend. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Each day is an opportunity to do something good.   A good day to be alive my friend (Can you… Continue reading

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Poetry by Broken english-Great spirit in my heart

Great spirit in my heart (please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer) A Poem by Broken english I can see my land In mirrors of lakes I can her ancient… Continue reading

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Poetry by Broken english- Bison Heart

Bison heart Please read the work of a talented writer) A Poem by Broken english In hot afternoon west sun Young man went for hunt Prairie is open and windy Sweating on the… Continue reading

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Poetry by Boken english- Apache woman

Apache women (Please read the amazing work of a talented writer) A Poem by Broken english Summers are very hot You can feel heating air on your eyes Wild mustangs running over land… Continue reading

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Poetry by a poet-Broken english

(Please read and enjoy. A amazing writer) North American native tribes ——–today A Poem by Broken english When in Wounded knee so many hearts were kill That was end , that was thrill… Continue reading

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