We need barefoot days. And a beautiful Alexia Evellyn song.
We need barefoot days.. Prettiest girl in my world dances near Lake Huron. She ran to me with open arms and she told me. I do love this place. Wearing t-shirt covering bra… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Soldier
War, love and memories..
Five short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. War..The war is over.The guns locked away.The soldiers are resting.Youth and eyes burned out by war.No-one won. Miss you..I’m missing you.I whispered… Continue reading
Please kiss me and tell me I am the only one you need.
Please kiss me and tell me I am the only one you need… She had waited a thousand days for him. War and confusion had made their love wait. They shared a 100… Continue reading
When the war is over..
When the war is over.. ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading
A killer on the road..
Young Johnnie waiting to go home.(1992 photo) My time in the Middle East. Killer on the road.. A Iraqi man sipping his coffee.He watched the military trucks drive by. He looked to the sky and… Continue reading
Missing pieces. Part two.
Missing pieces. Part two.. In October 1950, a North Korean Army major referred to as “The Tiger” took command of more than 700 American servicemen who had been captured and interned as POWs.… Continue reading
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 Denver said. “War is… Continue reading
Rebirth..
( Corporal Johnnie in 1992. Station at Fort Ord, California.) Rebirth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people desire a rebirth in new places. I wonder do we change? Rebirth… Old Johnnie drinking… Continue reading
My last stand will be in New York City.
( Johnnie at Fort Ord, California. 1992.) My last stand will be in New York City. I want to go to New York City.Sit on a park bench where Leonard Cohen sat with Joplin.Whispering stories of things to come.I… Continue reading
Shadows of war..
Shadows of war. I was a Soldier for almost 15 years. I volunteered for every dangerous mission you could be part of. The missions were to Africa, Bosnian, Central and South America and Iraq. I had no fear… Continue reading