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
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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
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
What is real?
What is real.. Poetry, my dear friends,is a sacred incarnation of a smile.Poetry is a sigh that dries the tears.Poetry is a spirit who dwells in the soul,who nourishment is the heart,who wine… Continue reading
Brother peace, sister love..
(A prayer for peace) Brother peace, sister love. I had sat by graves of 20,000 Soldiers killed in World War two outside of Paris. Men who died for freedom. The last war. I wonder would they understand the blunders… Continue reading
The valley of the gun..
The valley of the gun… 1- Is death sweet? Do we go easily into the final sleep? Without struggle. Do the dead cities talk? They do. They are killing women and children in… Continue reading
The Seven Sisters of England…
The Seven Sisters of England.. Places gain value when you are surrounded by war. The World War one and the World War two soldiers dreams of coming home. The Seven Sisters of England,… Continue reading
I dreamed the world was silence. Some war poetry.
I dreamed it was silence. So damn quiet. Yesterday man became the forgotten man. He followed his father, his grandfather footsteps. Sought war, drink and unknown places. Old soldiers don’t tell you. That… Continue reading
Who did I become?
Who did I become? Wars, whores and drink.Salvation for the soldiers.Untamed men who seek war and the fast death. My father’s life.Drink, violence, sex and anger. I was thankful he found a kind… Continue reading
My small books of thoughts..
My small books of thoughts.. What will I leave? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days of joy and happiness. Did I leave healthy soil where I stood and… Continue reading