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
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
Killer on the road A Poem by Coyote Poetry What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will always stay with us. Young men and woman… Continue reading
True love gives all. (A old memory) Sixty five years together. He still stood by my grandmother with his hand in hers. He shopped daily at the… Continue reading
Shadows A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can’t escape the bad or the good done in a life. Shadows My sister told me. “You have changed. ” She told me. “You saw too… Continue reading