I am coyote.

I do not have the strength of a wolf.
I do not bring down deer or elk.
I do not howl deeply,
run fast,
or stir fear in men.

I hunt mice and rabbits,
bark more than bellow,
pounce rather than chase,
and run from any human I see.

But take me out of the mountains,
away from the lakes and rivers,
and drop me in the canyons of LA or Phoenix,
and I will out survive all others.

Among the trails of asphalt,
swimming pool waterholes,
and prey of poodles and beagles,
I am king.

So as the cities destroy the forest,
throw me to the wolves.
I will return leading the pack.

I Am Coyote
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5 thoughts on “I Am Coyote

  • October 4, 2020 at 10:33

    Nice! We need stories of survival in these times!

    • October 4, 2020 at 10:33

      Seems like we are a month out from “armageddon” or “hallelujah.”

  • October 4, 2020 at 10:33

    Very nice Dave – I’m convinced that in the last days coyotes and cockroaches will outlast all of us.

    • October 4, 2020 at 10:33

      Just hope we leave them something to make it worthwhile.


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