Sins of our father.
(My father in 1996. He died two months later.) Sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger…. Is my… Continue reading
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The weeping song.
The weeping song. I wrote years ago. “When our soldiers are fighting in faraway wars. War will find us. War will come to our doorstep.” “Older men declare war. But it is youth… Continue reading
My father’s burden. Veteran day poetry.
(My father in 1996.) Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. Father’s burden (My father was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He… Continue reading
Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding.
Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding. Knuckles red, knuckles bleeding. My father fought and fought, wars that could not be won. He told me in his drunkenness state. He told me. I killed and I… Continue reading
I dreamed my world was silence.. War stories.
I dreamed my world was silence. So damn quiet. Yesterday man became the forgotten man. He followed his father, his grandfather footsteps. Sought war, drink and unknown places. Old soldiers don’t tell you.… Continue reading
Who did I become?
Who did I become? Wars, whores and drink.Salvation for the soldiers.Untamed men who seek war and the fast death. My father’s life.Drink, violence, sex and anger. I was thankful he found a kind… Continue reading
I killed and I killed..
I killed and I killed. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. I killed and I killed.. On Friday night my father drank his rum.… Continue reading
Father’s eyes…
Father’s eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry It is hard not to follow your Father’s footsteps. But we must sometimes. Father’s eyes and anger…. 7 April 2009 (Part one. Wiser and smarter man. … Continue reading