Memorial day poetry- A witness to life
A witness to life… I left the Army in 2000. I wanted to see my kids grow-up. Good friends didn’t. Old wars didn’t effect me. I fought the quick… Continue reading
A witness to life… I left the Army in 2000. I wanted to see my kids grow-up. Good friends didn’t. Old wars didn’t effect me. I fought the quick… Continue reading
A willow tree When I am done, bury me under a willow tree. I love the willow trees, they reach for the sun and they hug the earth. Dancing… Continue reading
My oldest and best friend. You became my father in 1980, you were kind to me and I remember you. I lost you, death called the old soldier home. You were… Continue reading
Angels, muses and sirens. A Story by Coyote Poetry There are good and bad death. I recommend you pick the proper one. (California 1991) Angels, muses and sirens. Angels, muses and sirens. A… Continue reading
She told me. Love demand payment. Perfect beauty. Wearing Summer dress of white. Her soft shoulders showed tempting kiss and caress. She knew she had my attention. I watched her sun-kissed… Continue reading
The kindness of September Our Michigan home is ready for the nocturnal rest and I watched you look at the change of color with my adoring eyes. I encircled… Continue reading
My lover, my lover Beautiful black night allowed us to release fear, allowed us to show true face. We released our clothing, danced to the songs of Bob Seger. We are skin to… Continue reading
Promises and a miracle Your soft hands in my hands, us together upon the soft bed. You smell of Summer flowers and we do not speak. We knew, love didn’t need words.… Continue reading
Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the night had brought her to me. Words are… Continue reading
Over and over again—- I drink to you, I drink to us. My rosy cheek honey, let’s in the shadows of love. O so sweet, O so tender, You bewitched my heart, my… Continue reading