July fourth poetry. Nonfiction, Shadows of war
Shadows of war A Story by Coyote Poetry War can catch even the cold in heart. Shadows I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every… Continue reading
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July fourth poetry-Freedom
FREEDOM A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom is very costly. How many have died for freedom? We allow freedom to die without a fight. The men and woman who died for us to… Continue reading
“Fragile love”
Fragile love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is tender. A wise person know to be kind and not be negative to the sweet people who attempt to love us. Fragile love… Continue reading
Angel, muses and sirens.
Angels, muses and sirens. A Story by Coyote Poetry There are good and bad death. I recommend you pick the proper one. Angels, muses and sirens. “Death did not beat me. I… Continue reading
Old Soldier
Old soldier A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Old Soldier Dear Father never once did complain about his time in Korea. His medals over the fireplace was his pride and joy.… Continue reading
July fourth poetry.-Old soldier
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long.… Continue reading
July fourth poetry.
Salute old Glory and thank a Veteran A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need to remember a good friend. We live in a world where few of us are not touched by war.… Continue reading
“The Poet”
The Poet A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to be the word man. Good for the heart and soul to release thoughts to paper and pen. The Poet Many moons ago in… Continue reading
Brianna
Brianna A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words-a 1994 poem with a-rewrite Brianna Pretty woman danced alone. Her body dancing freely to the good songs and she had no concern for the observers… Continue reading
“The dance”
The dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry Dancing can take us to good places. yandex.comSource:(Thank you Tumblr) The dance We were once strangers . Each of us living in self made chaos.… Continue reading