The November song

The November song

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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A Lake St. Clair prayer.

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The November song..



I told the Winter sky, I am in the November of my life.

I asked the Lake St. Clair,

did I do enough?


I slowly built my mini-rock garden of many rocks near the water.

Colorful rocks I have found in 50 years of wandering.

I hold my small Native American Tipi and and I put her into the center.

I add my white sage and I lite with my lighter the sage.


I pray to the sky, the water and the earth.

“Please give me more days,

I am not done yet.

I am very tire,

please give me the energy to stay hopeful and positive.

Thank you for leading me to this place.

I am near the holy lake,

the kind sun is sun-kissing my face.

The green is almost gone,

December is whispering,

the cold days shall come.

Thank you for my good health,

thank you my children, my grandchildren are healthy and strong.

My November heart is quiet,

my mind is running to old places.

Thank you for Lake St. Clair,

thank you for the warm sun on my face and

allowing me to be in the safety of nature beauty.”


Some women are watching,

thinking I was a medicine man or deep in some madness.

I brought them to the colorful stones and I told them my reasons I do the burning of the sage..

They smiled and one of the kind ladies, asked.

Can I pray with you.

She told Lake St. Clair.

“Please heal our world, please stop the hate.

Please help our world.”


The two woman held my hands and they took my phone number.

We promised to pray together in the early Spring.

I pick-up my rocks, I wrap up my tipi and I thank the sun.

Thank you for this good day.


Dancing Coyote

© 2020 Coyote Poetry


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It is good to find strangers ready to pray with you John ... and good of you to share your spiritual place.
That cold November water ... so grey and so powerful when the winds rise.
I don't know if you follow any news from my side of the river, but the Caldwell band have now finally settled land claims with the gov't and have land for their people.
It seems to take time to get these agreements done, but each step brings a bit of peace.

Take care my friend ... I will say a prayer for you and your family for many more years to come.

Posted 1 Month Ago


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Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

Thank you Ted. Good for the Caldwell band. I am 1/2 Ojibwa and I have 180 acres of Ojibwa land in th.. read more
Sami Khalil

1 Month Ago

You are so right sir. Muchly welcome.



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"My November heart is quiet,

my mind is running to old places.

Thank you for Lake St. Clair,

thank you for the warm sun on my face and

allowing me to be in the safety of nature beauty.”

Posted 1 Month Ago


The longing for more time is palpable and an extremely relatable topic. November is such a beautiful month, and you matched that with your imagery that's like magic. I adore the line 'December is whispering, the cold days shall come.' It's a very powerful and wonderful piece.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

Thank you my friend for reading and the comment. The cold day of December are here. First snow touch.. read more
It is good to find strangers ready to pray with you John ... and good of you to share your spiritual place.
That cold November water ... so grey and so powerful when the winds rise.
I don't know if you follow any news from my side of the river, but the Caldwell band have now finally settled land claims with the gov't and have land for their people.
It seems to take time to get these agreements done, but each step brings a bit of peace.

Take care my friend ... I will say a prayer for you and your family for many more years to come.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

Thank you Ted. Good for the Caldwell band. I am 1/2 Ojibwa and I have 180 acres of Ojibwa land in th.. read more
Sami Khalil

1 Month Ago

You are so right sir. Muchly welcome.
Prayers nourish the souls of humans. They add spiritual values and blessings. This was sweet and touching. You have a wise understanding and a grateful heart sir.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

Thank you Sami. We must be kind to nature and to each other.

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