The dance of the flowers.
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive and… Continue reading
The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive and… Continue reading
Read to me my dear lover. Longing, belonging, needing and believing.You are my reasons to live my love. Falling, soaring and flying to new heights in hope and dreams.Please sweet love, read to… Continue reading
When the war is over. 1- I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends’ faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading
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
Salute old Glory and thank a Veteran A Poem by Coyote Poetry “I need to remember a good friend. We live in a world where few of us are not touched by war.” … Continue reading
(Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human.) The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and men.Roads led to War. Young woman with a sweet smile.Silk dress,smelling like… Continue reading
Family pictures. Do we know when the final goodbye is?Did we tell the people we loved? They saved our life many times and gave us reasons to be alive.Old faces and words appear.… Continue reading
At peace, at last… (Sometime war killed the soldier slowly.) The Soldiers gave him a 21-gun salute.Only young and old Soldiers came to say goodbye.Old Sergeant Major finally drank himself to death.35years a… Continue reading
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
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