Old soldier.
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote PoetryOnly 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 being… Continue reading
Old Soldier A Story by Coyote PoetryOnly 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 being… Continue reading
The sea of sadness and the storm of anger.. 1- Sergeant Major was my friend. I drove him home every night and he would drink. I asked him. My friend, why must you… Continue reading
My home is Northern Michigan… I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good friend. We were not young, we were serving in the Army. 25… Continue reading
(My father in 1996.) Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. Father’s burden (My father was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He… Continue reading
Been awhile my friend. I visit my good friend, the ground was cold and I brought his favorite beer. I take one Budweiser and I leave the five remainders on his grave. I… Continue reading
My November thoughts. Once I needed everything and I learned. Everything wasn’t needed. November is coming and the cooler and slower days I do love. I am in the November of my life.… Continue reading
The paradox of a soldier.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We decide our life. Ensure you figure out what you need. The paradox of a soldier.. The paradox of a soldier. He loved war, … Continue reading
When I am done. I became the old man who waiting for no-one. Once I wanted everything and now. I need little. I wonder where do the old soldiers go? When they are… Continue reading
Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry My first job in country of Kuwait in 1992. Move the dead frozen Iraqi Soldiers bodies from Death Valley. Just men (I got to Iraq. My first… Continue reading
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