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Coyote of the Seasons (A Poem)

By Joyce Jacobo

[Author’s Note: I have always admired coyotes. It’s little wonder there are so many stories about them.]

I know of a coyote who

    carries pieces of each season

         along with her like mementos

Spring abounds in each lively movement

     this coyote makes through the world

        or in the verdant glades of her eyes

Summer burns as desert sands

     in the rich tanned hues of her coat

        which she wears without discomfort

Autumn is in her paintbrush of a tail

      that sweeps through the air

          as if to color the leaves on the trees

Winter is in the power of her teeth

       sharper than a chill down to the bone

             and just as deadly if unleashed in full force


13 thoughts on “Coyote of the Seasons (A Poem)

  1. Wow. This is amazing. Absolutely beautiful. Loved each and every line but these three really stood out for me, perhaps it’s because autumn is my favorite season.πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•

    “Autumn is in her paintbrush of a tail

    that sweeps through the air

    as if to color the leaves on the trees”

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    1. I’m thrilled this struck such a deep chord for you. Coyotes are indeed among my favorite types of wildlife, and they are so persistent throughout the year. It’s admirable.

      I’m also happy that I was able to get across each of the seasons, especially autumn, here.

      Thank you again for the high praise!

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  2. In the Ojibwa religion. The coyote is the trickster. Always seeking laughter and tomfoolery. I agree, the coyotes are interesting. At night where I live. You can see them, in the night. Never. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.

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    1. Thank you so much! Coyote is definitely quite a character in many types of folklore, and I’m happy you have them living near you as well. It’s a singular experience to hear them singing at night.

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      1. I met my first coyotes at Fort Irvin. I was in the Army for 15 years. We did our hot weather training. Three coyotes would find me everyday. I drove a water tanker. I would dig a path for the water to them. The soldiers started to call me Sgt. Coyote.

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