Killed and killed.
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed. On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come and… Continue reading
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed. On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come and… Continue reading
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
Missing pieces. Part two.. In October 1950, a North Korean Army major referred to as “The Tiger” took command of more than 700 American servicemen who had been captured and interned as POWs.… Continue reading
In October 1950, a North Korean Army major referred to as “The Tiger” took command of more than 700 American servicemen who had been captured and interned as POWs. In August 1953, following… Continue reading
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed… On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come and wake… Continue reading
It is cut and dried. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old words still mean the same. It is cut and dried… Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern.Drinking his rum and coke,… Continue reading
The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors The walls and the damn mirrors.. My father told… Continue reading
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed On Friday night my father drank his rum when I was a… Continue reading
Peace, sweet and kind word forgotten.(Quotes) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Peace, sweet and kind word forgotten We send our best. The young and strong men and women to war. They… Continue reading