My father’s war…
My father’s war… A Poem by Coyote Poetry queerest 1 a : differing in some way from what is usual or normal : odd, strange, weird “How queer it seems,” Alice said to herself,… Continue reading
My father’s war… A Poem by Coyote Poetry queerest 1 a : differing in some way from what is usual or normal : odd, strange, weird “How queer it seems,” Alice said to herself,… Continue reading
( My father and daughter in 1997. He died three months later.) A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can learn kindness from living and seeing hate and violence. Father’s eyes and anger.. Is… Continue reading
Killed and killed A Poem by Coyote Poetry A true and sad story of the permanent wounds of war. Killed and killed… On Friday night my father drank his rum. He would come and wake… Continue reading
Killer on the road A Poem by Coyote Poetry What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will always stay with us. Killer on the road… A Iraqi man sipping his… Continue reading
A woman with pretty brown eyes sat next to me. She had soft tears falling from her eyes and looked down at the bar. I touched her shoulder gently and I asked her.… Continue reading
I will return to you, my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Two poems about life, war, peace and death. Remember what John Denver said. “War is man’s sin. Prayer for peace.. Guns… Continue reading