Tag Archive: History

Locked and loaded.

(War. What is it good for? Nothing.”) Edwin Starr. Locked and loaded. The old Soldiers knows. The madness of youth was the temptation of sweet wine and the fighting and dying for something… Continue reading

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I hate you, War.

I hate you, War Dear grandchild. I’m so sorry. I left you just blood and hate.  My father left me Vietnam, and I left you in a world swimming in red blood of… Continue reading

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My father’s war.

My father’s war… A Poem by Coyote Poetry  queerest 1 a : differing in some way from what is usual or normal : odd, strange, weird “How queer it seems,” Alice said to herself,… Continue reading

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One tine soldier.

One Tin soldier. I have become a vulgar man. Once I had a young heart. Love didn’t darken my heart; love didn’t darken my mind. Life did. He told the mirror in the… Continue reading

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Look at me. See me.

Look at me. See me. “President Trump pledged Thursday to keep the United States at the “top of the pack” in terms of nuclear weapons, expanding the nation’s nuclear arsenal if necessary and suggesting… Continue reading

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Remembering Martin Luther King Jr.

” A great man day is on 20 January. Please think of him this day. A man who wanted equality and peace. We need men like Martin Luther King. Jr. today.” We shall… Continue reading

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Ojibwa grandmother chants.

Ojibwa Grandmother chant A Poem by Coyote Poetry “I lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. I tried to be like her. Children must know freedom and not be afraid of life.”                                      Ojibwa Grandmother… Continue reading

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Happy New Year. 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

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Merry Christmas and a poem. Heal, not kill.

“Peace comes from within.  Do not seek it without.”― Gautama Buddha Heal, not kill. The world had turn blood red. Where are the voices of calm and peace? Brother killing brother in Iraq. Who… Continue reading

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Wisdom of the Medicine wheel.

Wisdom of the Medicine wheel. (I have been lucky. Many kind Native American took me under their wing and taught me how to find peace.) At the Mall I went to the so-call Native… Continue reading

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