Tag Archive: Home

A stranger, I became.

A stranger, I became. He was corrupted by the Army, almost 15 years, twisted his minds and his needs. Once he needed home, once he needed his family. And now he need new… Continue reading →

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Coming home.

Coming home. A Poem by Coyote Poetry “You can’t come back from where you left. The road becomes twisted and we become confused.” Coming home. I sat in the plane from Philly.  Heading to… Continue reading →

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Home, sweet home..

Home, sweet home (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading →

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Home, sweet home..

Home, sweet home (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading →

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A stranger, I became..

A stranger, I became… He was corrupted by the Army, almost 15 years, twisted his minds and his needs.Once he needed home, once he needed his family.And now he need new cities, new… Continue reading →

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I am going home.. And a amazing Tim Minchin song.

I am going home.. Soldier boy, the running man. Received a phone call in the Winter of 1991, Grandpa is gone, he loved you and he missed you. He told his kind sister,… Continue reading →

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Home, sweet home…

Home, sweet home… (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading →

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Poetry by a ancient poet and a live one.

Two poems. By a old Poet and a live one. A Poem by Coyote PoetryI love the old Poets. Some died before they had the chance to do great things. Sergeant Joyce Kilmer words… Continue reading →

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The white cliffs of Dover

The White cliffs of Dover Places gain value when you are surrounded by war. The World War one and the World War two soldiers dreams of coming home. The white cliffs of Dover,… Continue reading →

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Existence of love.

Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading →

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