Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding…
Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding… His knuckles red, his knuckles bleeding. My father fought and fought, wars that could not be won. He told me in his drunkenness state. What have I done? He… Continue reading
Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding… His knuckles red, his knuckles bleeding. My father fought and fought, wars that could not be won. He told me in his drunkenness state. What have I done? He… Continue reading
Love letters… Wither we loved, wither we kissed, wither we danced. Maybe we wanted too much, too little. I told you on the telephone. My dearest love. We need more love letters. I… Continue reading
the lover (A soldier prayer) A Poem by Coyote PoetryOne of my first published poems The Lover, A Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote PoetrySoldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to… Continue reading
“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… Continue reading
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… Continue reading
Should of loved you more He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading
Letters and promises You saved me once my dear Julie. Your kind and sweet words upon sheets of paper made me wish and hope for a better tomorrow. You wrote me.… Continue reading
More than a name on the wall (Freedom isn’t free. Some men and women, gave everything away for freedom.) I became the old soldier in the tavern now. Drinking with the ghosts of… Continue reading
Please take my hand, please take my heart. Old man told the young soldier in the Fort Louis NCO club. You must die to learn to live you must lose everything to… Continue reading
At peace at last A Story by Coyote Poetry A story for a good friend. Soldiers need to remember the old timers who taught us respect and how to lead. At peace at last… Continue reading