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
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
Remembering the fragrance of Winter A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story Remembering the fragrance of Winter.. I had… Continue reading
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
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… Continue reading
One tin soldier… A prologue to a good life. We need sin, we need whiskey and we need kind women. I learn the rage of Hemingway and the sadness of Salinger and Kosinski.… 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
Don’t pray for dead men. Please pray for the live ones. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Dead soldiers cannot speak no-more. Us, who survived. We must speak for them. Forget your personal tragedy. We… Continue reading
Unknown soldiers.,.. (April poetry number nineteen.) He wrote to his journal in a Soldier graveyard in France outside of Paris in 1979. The dead don’t suffer no-more. He is surrounded by 40,000 crosses… Continue reading
Wildflowers dreams. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old friends face had come to me lately. His baby girl is getting marry. It is sad poem. War take the best from us. Wildflowers dreams… 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 to… Continue reading