Memorial Day poetry… Ain’t no fucking good war…
Ain’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote PoetryCan’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know when it… Continue reading
Ain’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote PoetryCan’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance and love. Never know when it… Continue reading
I was just nineteen…. 15,000 day ago, he was a soldier. He learn the soldier’s minute, fight or die? kill or run? Young man thought he was saving his world, he came home,… Continue reading
I left a boy, I came back a season man.I learned the drills of the soldier,befriended many good men and women. Soldiers drink, soldiers dance and they celebrate each new day. I followed… Continue reading
Originally posted on The Mind of Brosephus:
? We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that…
Once a pretty Iron Mountain girl, we tasted love kiss, did slow dances for the moon and we reached for the midnight stars. She was a lovely wish, never forgotten. ————————————————— I told… Continue reading
Memorial day poetry- Soldier on A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memorial Day. May 30. Soldier on…. “Penny – signifies that someone (veteran or civilian) has visited the grave Nickel – signifies that the coin-leaver… Continue reading
Burning desire.. Locked doors. Protected by the whispers of Leonard Cohen songs in the background.Love was new and you were my only need.Your gentle whisper of lover, lover, lover. Let’s become one in… Continue reading
I called your name… Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First tears will take us to weight-full memories and places amidst lonely descended wants and… Continue reading
I try to remember A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014 I try to remember… I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded … Continue reading
I don’t remember how you looked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you looked… I don’t remember how you… Continue reading