Coyote Land
Go down to the raging waterfall
Where darkness gathers under pines
Even the full moon cannot pierce
Sit beside the fire as embers die
Sleep despite the noise of owls
Their cackling calls like monkeys
That’s when coyotes come
Ears alert to any threat
Soft feet make no sound
Fathered by a wild dog
Grandson of a she-wolf
Unlike western kin
Far from desert lands
Silent forest creature stalks
Within a foot of fires and tents
He wakes you with
The manic laughter of
The damned soul loon
Go down to the raging waterfall
Where darkness gathers under pines
Even the full moon cannot pierce
Sit beside the fire as embers die
Sleep despite the noise of owls
Their cackling calls like monkeys
That’s when coyotes come
Ears alert to any threat
Soft feet make no sound
Fathered by a wild dog
Grandson of a she-wolf
Unlike western kin
Far from desert lands
Silent forest creature stalks
Within a foot of fires and tents
He wakes you with
The manic laughter of
The damned soul loon
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