The Coyote by Badger Clark, South Dakota Poet

Trailing the last gleam after,
     In the valleys emptied of light,
Ripples a whimsical laughter
     Under the wings of the night.
Mocking the faded west airily,
Meeting the little bats merrily,
     Over the mesas it shrills
     To the red moon on the hills.

Read Badger Clark's full poem—South Dakota Historical Society link: https://www.sdhsf.org/badger-clark/badger-clark-poems/the-coyote.html