Poetry, writing and history.
Poetry, writing and history. A Poem by Coyote Poetry History and poetry. Old timer at work told me a interesting story. He asked me did I know the reason for Memorial Day and where… Continue reading
Tag Archive: History
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
We were just men and women.
We were just Men and Women…. 20 soldiers sat and waiting in a room .The education of War written deep in their brains and hearts. Their souls became polluted with word kill, protect… Continue reading
Old soldier.
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote PoetryOnly Soldiers understand what another soldier had saw and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You appreciate being… Continue reading
One more day.
One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one wins in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing tall and… Continue reading
My November thoughts. Old poetry with same meaning today.
My November thoughts. Once I needed everything and I learned. Everything wasn’t needed. November is coming and the cooler and slower days I do love. I am in the November of my life.… Continue reading
Utopia of the pen and the paper.
Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.: Utopia of the pen and the paper.… Continue reading
Just men.
Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry My first job in country of Kuwait in 1992. Move the dead frozen Iraqi Soldiers bodies from Death Valley. Just men (I got to Iraq. My first… Continue reading
One more day.
One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one wins in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing tall and… Continue reading
Peace will come, even if, only by one.
Peace will come, even if, only by one. Old man sat by the sea. He whispered a prayer. An old prayer repeated often in his lifetime. “Please God of the sea, please god… Continue reading