Tag Archive: Soldier

In hell, I will be in good company..

In hell, I will be in good company… Once I sang the Soldier’s prayer. “Drink till you cannot, dance till you cannot. Make love to the wild gals, when you can and sing… Continue reading

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The lover. A soldier prayer..

The Lover, A Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human.                       The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and men.Roads lead… Continue reading

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In hell, I will be in good company..

In hell, I will be in good company… Once I sang the Soldier’s prayer. “Drink till you cannot, dance till you cannot. Make love to the wild gals, when you can and sing… Continue reading

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A beautiful Mary Hopkin song and a poem. Walking with giants..

Walking with giants- number three… A Poem by Coyote Poetry   I was dream writing again. I hope you enjoy.  Walking with giants- number three… I re-joined the Army in 1991 and I was… Continue reading

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The sins of our father..

The sins of our father’s. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence.    (My father at sixty-one in 1998. The only time, he saw my… Continue reading

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Grandson asked.

Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children.                                      Grandson asked-  Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for the… Continue reading

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It is cut and dried..

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

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The shadows..

The shadows.. My sister told me. “You  have changed. “She told me. “You saw too much shit and your mind and eyes are cold..” I told her,.War isn’t personal.You do what you are told… Continue reading

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Remembering the fragrance of Winter.

Remembering the fragrance of Winter A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A story                                Remembering the fragrance of Winter.. I had… Continue reading

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The devil liked me…

The Devil liked me. 1- Once in Santa Cruz, I met the Devil. He told me. Johnnie ain’t your time to die. You have more sin to taste and I don’t want you… Continue reading

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