For Veteran day – Old soldier
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had seen and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You… Continue reading
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had seen and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long. You… Continue reading
Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry First job in country of Kuwait in 1992. Move the dead frozen bodies from Death Valley. Just men (I got to Iraq. My first task was… Continue reading
Old fashion Morphine Oh sweet Jenny stole my vision. Her short red dress allowed me to see her perfect long legs. Her skin color of peaches and tempting softness made me order a… Continue reading
Down, baby down A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Down, baby, down Dreaming and believing. Living and dying. Loving and hating. Lying and crying. Good days and the bad days. Demanding or… Continue reading
Quiet echoes and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading
“I will love you forever and a day” A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. Memories are like a good wine. Better with time. ” I will love you forever and… Continue reading
Never again. A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-post with more thoughts. Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (Holocaust Memorial Day, February, 27 January.) (Did we learn. WW2 was the last war.… Continue reading
Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry of love Only you I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach freely… Continue reading
Baby, please stay. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Baby, please stay. —————————- You and I Once we were cigarettes, the gin and juice. We had long nights and sweet kisses. Once… Continue reading
Will you still love me tomorrow A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. For Amy. Will you still love me tomorrow? You are with me my lover. The night is alive and well.… Continue reading