Tag Archive: Soldier

Turn stone to flesh

Turn stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God.   Stone to flesh… Continue reading

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Stone face man

The stone face man                             A Poem by Coyote Poetry Everybody got a story. Some folks understand. No-one want to… Continue reading

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Martin Luther King Jr. dreams and hope must be kept alive

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=UK8Z3i3aTq4#t=0 Dreams don’t die. Can be heard by wise people in the gentle wind and never forgotten. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Can’t allow war to blind us from peace. Guns and hate… Continue reading

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San Francisco

San Francisco A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wild and fun city. The people were kind and the city was safe for people seeking good drink and a good time. I found this… Continue reading

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The tarot cards. (The future is better to be unknown. Life had no guarantees.)

The tarot cards A Story by Coyote Poetry We can learn things in the strangest places on this planet.    The tarot cards I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden… Continue reading

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Coffee shop conversation

Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee shop… Continue reading

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I will return my love

                                 ( Death valley. Gun and bullets don’t care who they kill.) I will return my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John… Continue reading

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We were just men and woman

                          We were just Men and Woman.   20 soldiers sat and waiting  in a room .The education of War written… Continue reading

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Shadows of war

Shadows of war A Story by Coyote Poetry War can catch even the cold in heart. Shadows I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every dangerous mission you could… Continue reading

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My brother had died

My brother had died. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Brotherhood of Soldiers. We fight for freedom. To defend our land from a enemy attacking the USA.                                    My brother had died.(5281 men and… Continue reading

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