Drink of me, my love…
Drink of me, my love.. I hid in dark places for many years. I volunteered for far off places and war. I like the places where people wanted little and not everything. Dead… Continue reading
Drink of me, my love.. I hid in dark places for many years. I volunteered for far off places and war. I like the places where people wanted little and not everything. Dead… Continue reading
Short poetry about war. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of war and violence. 1- What is left? The dead will not rise.War steal the best from us.Who remember the people… Continue reading
The things, we do. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “War is a man sin.” Bob Denver The things, we do. (War is a sin my friend. John Denver.) The Things we do? I’m far… Continue reading
Shadows of war… I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every dangerous mission you could be part of. The missions were to Africa, Bosnian, Central/ South America and Iraq.… Continue reading
Midnight rendezvous.. (Woman are gifts to wise men.) A wise Poet wrote “To see a nude beautiful woman is morewonderful then to see a thousand artistic painting.” My old heart and mind… Continue reading
Two out of three ain’t bad… I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.Bartender gave him… Continue reading