The weeping song.
The weeping song. I wrote years ago. “When our soldiers are fighting in faraway wars. War will find us. War will come to our doorstep.” “Older men declare war. But it is youth… Continue reading
Tag Archive: war
Killer on the road.
Killer on the road (Blessed is the man who can learn peace and justice without shedding blood) A Poem by Coyote Poetry (What good and bad we do in a life. The scars will… Continue reading
Imagine my friends. There are no wars.
Imagine there is no war, my friend.(My December wish. The wars are done. The world can heal, and every child is safe in our world. Our leaders in our world. Sending medicine, food… Continue reading
One more day.
One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one wins in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing tall and… Continue reading
Dead ends.
( My daughter and my daughter of my friend killed in Iraq in 2002. Daughter was two.) Dead ends A Poem by Coyote Poetry Time for all of us to think and do the… Continue reading
The last man standing.
The last man standing. A Story by Coyote Poetry Talk of Nuclear war again. The foolish people thinking about using the nuclear weapons. Need to watch the movie. “Mad Max.” The last man standing… Continue reading
The missing pieces.
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote Poetry Fragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. … Continue reading
My November thoughts. Old poetry with same meaning today.
My November thoughts. Once I needed everything and I learned. Everything wasn’t needed. November is coming and the cooler and slower days I do love. I am in the November of my life.… Continue reading
Just men.
Just men A Poem by Coyote Poetry First job in country of Kuwait in 1992. Move the dead frozen bodies from Death Valley. Just men. (I got to Iraq. My first task was to… Continue reading
And the dead are quiet. War quotes.
1- Do we remember who started the war? We remember the winner. And the dead are quiet. 2- My Ojibwa grandmother told me. White people took everything from me. I don’t hate them… Continue reading