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 led… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Soldier
Barefoot dreams.
Barefoot dreams… I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance club and bar at Seaside. He was forced retired and slowly dying. You would never know it. He maintained his… Continue reading
Please take my hands, please take my heart.
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 appreciate… Continue reading
Darkness. Live by the gun, die by the gun.
Darkness. Life become less needful. Men with dead eyes learn to love the strip clubs, the drink and the war. Darkness overtake men who had learn love is bitter, life is a pain… Continue reading
Lost prayers.
Lost prayers.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I prayed for dying men of war, once I prayed for the dying of starvation and once, I prayed for people being killed become of religion.… Continue reading
Unknown soldiers.
Unknown soldiers.,.. 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 with names of boys… Continue reading
Mercy.
Mercy. Young black man.22 year old.He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for many days.I watched him and wondered why? I knew great pain and understood his face and eyes.… Continue reading
Lovers and losers.
Lovers and losers She told me. I will cry for you. I would die for you. I will do anything to make you feel safe and loved. Please stay with me. The lonesome… Continue reading
Five little poems.
1- WarThe war is over.The guns locked away.The soldiers are resting.Youth and eyes burned out by war.No-one won. 2- Miss youI’m missing you.I whispered to the falling sun in the west.The raising moon… Continue reading
The things we do.
A Poem by Coyote Poetry War is a sin. Bob Denver The Things we do? I’m far from a Angel.I believe some deeds in lifecan’t be forgotten. A beautiful girl Rachel Corrie.She stood in front of… Continue reading