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: Memorial day
One more day..
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 tall and looking… Continue reading
Memorial Days photos and a poem.
A willow tree… When I am done, bury me under a willow tree. I love the willow trees, they reach for the sun and they hug the earth. Dancing Coyote Let’s remember. Freedom… Continue reading
Memorial Day poetry. A witness to life..
A witness to life… I left the Army in 2000. I wanted to see my kids grow-up. Good friends didn’t. Old wars didn’t effect me. I fought the quick and easy wars. Just… Continue reading
Memorial Day poetry. Freedom isn’t free.
Raise your glass high and thank the Soldiers for standing tall.I drink a Miller Lite on 24 August for my good friend missed. Raise your glass to remember SSG. Donald N. Davis and all… Continue reading
Memorial day poetry.. My home is Northern Michigan..
My home is Northern Michigan….. I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good friend. He was not young, he served in the Army. 25 years,… Continue reading
Memorial Day poetry. Soldier on.
Memorial Day poetry- Soldier on A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memorial Day. May 30. Soldier on…. Memorial Day is coming, and I will put coins on the fallen soldier’s gravestone. In the early morning… Continue reading
Memorial Day poetry. The soldier table..
I left a boy, I came back a season man.I learned the drills of the soldier,befriended many good men and women. Soldiers drink, soldiers dance and they celebrate each new day. I followed… Continue reading
Memorial Day poetry. Old soldier..
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only 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… Continue reading
A witness to life..
A witness to lifeA Poem by Coyote Poetry “We must remember friends and family missed. I believe. When we speak or write about them. We bring them back to our hearts and our minds.”… Continue reading