Monthly Archive: May, 2019

Memorial day poem and song.

Raise the glass high, my friend, to friend here and to friends gone. Today is Memorial day. A day, I remember faces and names of comrades gone too soon. A heavy day for… Continue reading

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Memorial day story- Two soldiers

(Two good men A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story of two Soldiers”) Two different stories. Both are sad and needed to be written.   (Pray for the soldiers today. Remember men and… Continue reading

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“The stranger song”

The stranger song   Pretty lady asked her old lover. When did we become strangers? Once we talked, danced and sang the whole night through. Now we sit together. Your eyes had died… Continue reading

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Memorial day poetry- Just love

Just love   This night I was in Washington State at Fort Lewis. I was in the NCO(Non-commission officer) school. 8 weeks of training to be a leader. It was a Friday night… Continue reading

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Stellar Minx

Originally posted on The Frankly Speaking Press:
Stellar Minx celestial rocks break free from intergalactic rides streaking in their final blaze of glory across charcoal cajun blackened skies sprinkled with shimmering stars and…

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Johnnie song and verbal poetry.

  Thank you for listening. Dancing Coyote

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Memorial day poem – A Soldier prayer

(The Lover, A Soldier prayer. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Soldier goes off to War. Need kind and sweet memories to keep them human.)   The Lover (A soldier prayer) Poor boys and… Continue reading

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Memorial poetry – The war is over

The war is over   The war is over for you, my friend. The taps was played, many soldiers stood near your grave. A soldier is resting now and he had found peace… Continue reading

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A Soldier and Me – Original Poem

Originally posted on Recruiterpoet Blog:
By Mark A. Leon He said he’d write as we said goodbye Dressed in his best shirt and tie He was a boy I swore my life I…

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“I remember you, I remember us”

I remember you, I remember us   Once we were young and free. You were my California dream and I was your Hemingway. We roamed highway one for one year and we sang,… Continue reading

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