Men, whiskey and dreams of peace..
Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off? Men, whiskey and dreams of peace… Wishing, hoping and dreaming.… Continue reading
Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off? Men, whiskey and dreams of peace… Wishing, hoping and dreaming.… 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
One tin soldier… A prologue to a good life. We need sin, we need whiskey and we need kind women. I learn the rage of Hemingway and the sadness of Salinger and Kosinski.… Continue reading
Blinded. But not dead yet… (Old poem from 6 July 1993. Must go to the bottom of the barrel to be able to see the light. Now I see chances to… Continue reading
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest.. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading
What men are capable of… A Poem by Coyote Poetry I saw bad things in my life. What men have done for their hate. What men are capable of… What legacy will… Continue reading