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 wake… 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
One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one win in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing… 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… Continue reading
At peace at last The Soldiers gave him a 21 gun salute. Only young and old Soldiers came to say goodbye. Old Sergeant… Continue reading
Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children. Grandson said Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for… Continue reading