Coyote song

We need to be free to learn and dream. If we get lock in a cage. We are just waiting for death.

 Coyote song


  Beautiful Lady dressed in a black dress.
Blue eyes like a clear river.
Holding the talisman in her hands.
Against her heart.
Her red hair blowing in the Seaside breeze.

  Whisper run Coyote run.
She put the talisman around my neck.

  I'm being strangle by so many rules.
I can't find my way back.
I got lost on my journey.

  My lady Shaman brings me close.
We dance upon the naked beach.
She feels my disease.

  She tells me.
You are black in spirit.
The Coyote spirit must run free.

  The Coyotes were my friend.
Few of us are still roaming.
I yearn to find my lost comrades.

  Run with the wind.
Break down the paper thin wall of bullshit
Surrounding my life.

  Be free.
Howl and yell at the moon.

  When your dreams died.
We are just waiting for death to free us.

  My blue eye friend.
I hold her tight.
I smell strawberry in her hair.
The cold of the California night.
Bring us closer together.

  She give me long and sweet kisses.
Maneuver her body around.
Lift her dress.
Wraps her legs around me.

  Her eyes look deep into my soul.

  She whisper.
You are blinded by lies and storytellers.
You can't see beyond this day.
Your hope has disperse into the wind.

  Don't wait for Death.
He will come soon enough.

  We fall asleep on the beach.
The ocean music brings a peaceful sleep.

  I dream.
I'm running with the Coyotes.
I'm dancing and howling at the moon.
I'm swimming in joy.

  The morning light appear.
My woman of kindness.
Kisses me and tells  me goodbye for a time.

  She raises her hands to the sky.
Be free.
Don't be a dog on a chain.
Brake the chain of disappointment.
Don't be afraid of what is in front of your life.  

  I watch my protector, my friend and lover
drive away.

  I look at the sun, the ocean.
I thank the lord of life and death for her.

  I hear the Coyotes.
They are calling out my name.
Telling me to attack life like a wild beast.

  Eat flesh, taste the blood.
Allow it to penetrate the heart and soul.

  Be strong.
Died for a  worthwhile battle.

  Not like cattle.
Being led to slaughter.

  The Coyote can't be tamed.

  Us human are being led to the slaughterhouses
by wealthy and powerful men.  

  Escape.

  Run with the wild beast.



                      Coyote
                     May 2009



  

Reviews

[Scene, not herd]

Wow, this was really powerful and impactful. This stanza resounded most strongly :
"She tells me.
You are black in spirit.
The Coyote spirit must run free."

There's just something in this that I can't put my finger on- perhaps its the suspicion that we're really not who we are today inside, and the primal desire we all have to break out and run free...

[Gandré]

She tells me.
You are black in spirit.
The Coyote spirit must run free.===== SHE WAS WRONG. YOUR SPIRIT IS FRESH BREEZE BLOWING ACROSS.

[Taylor H.]

this was really good. I liked it. Great job!

[Tracie Skarbo]

Brake the chain of disappointment--break

You have so much wisdom in your words...I love the way you speak to us through the language of totems and shaman...whenever I read you I hear your footsteps calling me to the fire, to learn the lesson within, and I am always glad I came...

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I think this really illustrates just how real can make you feel free to be you... the coyote analogy is really awesome.

[Amanda Turner]

Sing the "Coyote Song" loud and proud my friend :) your work has an amazing ability to captivate. The imagry in your poetry is very well laid out, the story unfolds as the emotions envelop. What more is there to say...I'm definitly a fan :)

[alan khan]

i enjoyed this very very much. very passionate work. fantasitc write.

[Rei]

forgive I am a bit of a perfectionist so I am going to point out some mistakes I found and if you already know about them or you meant to have it that way than I am sorry for any inconvience in advance.
I'm being strangle by so many rules.=strangled
My lady Shaman bring me close.=brings
She feels my diease.=disease
She give me long and sweet kisses.=gives
Your hope has desperse into the wind.=dispearsed
He will come soon enought.=enough
Kisses me and tell me goodby for a time.=tells goodbye
The Coyote can't be tames=tamed
aside from those insignifcant mistakes this was a very passionate poem not only romantically but spiritually as well. This is a poem for anyone to relate to from the nine to fivers to the stay at home moms. It is about letting go of our inhibitions and accepting the world for all its beauty and enjoying life to its fullest. Its an inspiration poem and a magnificient one at that. Thank you for writing this.

[Magdelena]

I liked this! It had the feel of the tales I heard from my grandmother on our family. She would reminisce on the ways of the Apache, their ways so different than the white mans.. Your piece held that feel, of freedom, the ways of belonging to the wind, sky, seas. Not restricting one in the flesh of their own being..

You brought forth also romance, giving into the flesh of the woman as a means of being set free within your soul...

Nice...

Mags xx

[Through the Gateway]

An interesting piece blending shamanic journeying with the heated desire to break free of the mores of social retardation and live life to its fullest with a free spirit.

Good write.