Locked and loaded.
Locked and loaded A Poem by Coyote Poetry War. What is it good for? Nothing. Locked and loaded.. The old Soldiers knows. The madness of youth was the temptation of sweet wine and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Soldier
One more day..
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 looking… Continue reading
Please take my hand, please take my heart. A Army story.
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
Independent Day. We want our freedom back.
Sweet FREEDOM A Poem by Coyote Poetry (Freedom is very costly. How many have died for freedom? We allow freedom to die without a fight. The men and woman who died for us to be free… Continue reading
Independent day. July 4th. Stand your ground.
Stand your ground and be a friend to soldiers in need.. ( Us, who were soldiers. We know. We are more the same than different. USA is 249 years old. USA was once… Continue reading
Happy birthday my USA. For Independence day, July 4th.
Happy birthday my USA. I love my USA flag. “The colors of the pales (the vertical stripes) are those used in the flag of the United States of America; White signifies purity and innocence, Red, hardiness & valor, and… Continue reading
Fourth of July, Independence day..
Fourth of July, Independence day.. I have stood with 15,000 Soldiers on the border of Iraq.A division of Soldier believing in freedom and the America way.Willing to protect and insure all people are… Continue reading
Remember freedom isn’t free.. For July 4th.
Remember freedom isn’t free. July 4th is coming. We need leaders in integrity, honor and selfless service.. I sat by the Cherry trees of Michigan in Northern Michigan and I remembered a good… Continue reading
Soldier of fortune..
Soldier of fortune————————————————————- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet.I won more than I have lost.I have killed for money, I play a bastard for… Continue reading
One more day, I do need. Some words.
Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is man’s sin.” Prayer for peace.. Guns and bombs block outthe cries for peace.New graves with white crossesfor brave… Continue reading