Coyote

Coyote Coyote grins in the night ear tingling howls, locate their kill sight or did they rumage another dump site A Crafty Survalist at peace with the night Shy, inquisitive, Owners of the dense brush They hide and laugh when I may “mush” A part of nature I couldnt hush How to belong to a part of nature I did never own Into the forest into Wilderness is grown A snort of the pig A twitch of a cottontail Bear tracks of blacks so shy their hardly seen The Cry of a female panther like a women on a scream I dream of a Freedom Wagon I dream of a dream That I could make it on my own When I didn't seem destined to make it to 13