Memorial Day poetry. My father’s mind, my father’s wars.
My father’s mind, my father’s wars. If you live by the gun, you will die by the gun. Do corpses talk? My father asked me a few times when the rum was aplenty.Who… Continue reading
My father’s mind, my father’s wars. If you live by the gun, you will die by the gun. Do corpses talk? My father asked me a few times when the rum was aplenty.Who… Continue reading
Isn’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
Memorial Day poetry- Soldier on A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memorial day poetry. Soldier on. Memorial day is coming and I will put coins on the fallen soldiers grave stone. In the early… Continue reading