Tag Archive: war

I am a Northern Michigan boy. Pray for peace, pray for the soldiers.

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

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Knuckle red, knuckle bleeding.

Knuckle red, knuckles bleeding. His knuckles red, his knuckles bleeding. My father fought and fought, wars that could not be won. He told me in his drunkenness state. What have I done? He… Continue reading

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Isn’t no fucking good wars.

(Johnnie at Fort Ord, California. 1992.) Isn’t no fucking good war. A Poem by Coyote PoetryCan’t allow the hate and fear to overcome us. World been the same for a long time. Must dance… Continue reading

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Who is right? Who is wrong?

Who is right? Who is wrong? Do we remember the reasons for war? The victor can remember and the dead people/ dear cities and homeless have no place to go and they are… Continue reading

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The lost generation. Standing up. Chapter five.

The lost generation. Standing up. Chapter five. (Finally a new chapter.) Pryde read three more poems. Feeling guilty for reading the jounal. 1- I want to see the sky again, I want to… Continue reading

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The lost generation. The French woman. Part four.

The lost generation. The French woman. Part four. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  I am trying to write.  The lost generation.. The French woman. November 28, 2024 The lost generation.. The French woman. Chapter… Continue reading

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Lost generation. Part three.

Lost generation. Part three. New York City. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Dream writing again.  “YELLOW RIBBON Around her hair she wore a yellow ribbonShe wore it in the spring time, in the early… Continue reading

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Hemingway’s whiskey.

Hemingway’s whiskey.  Hemingway saw war, he loved, he drank and he danced with the pretty gals throughout the four corners of my world. I tried to follow his path, to seek knowledge, swim… Continue reading

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Imagine there is no wars.

1- Dear child  The world weeps blood.Whole world blinded by hate and separation.Who will tell the child?He was born with no chance or opportunity.Born to learn to survive daily.Living in refugees camps. Unwanted… Continue reading

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What is the value of one life. Dylan song. Same meaning today as in the past.

The value of one life 1- Men in offices, in Washington D.C. Screaming out, kill, fight and murder those son of bitches. They are the enemy? ————————————————————- 2- Maybe the enemy are with-in… Continue reading

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