Trujillo, Honduras

 Trujillo My delusional mind and forsaken dreams seem so far away. I console myself with Honduras rum and I roamed the discos and nightclubs. I’m fatigue from suffocating in goals of work and… Continue reading →

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The coffee shop conversation

Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee shop conversation… Continue reading →

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“The Iron Mountain song”

The Iron Mountain song   I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face and I needed to talk to her one more… Continue reading →

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We are born to live

We are born to die and we are born to live   Dear father drank his one pint of rum with some coke nightly and he sat alone with his thoughts. I learn… Continue reading →

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Don’t give-up

Don’t give-up   I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well.   I believed the stories in the wind, I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my… Continue reading →

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The old soldier

The old Soldier A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had seen and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long.… Continue reading →

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Coming home

Coming home A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some days faces of friends lost to war appear in my thoughts.                              Coming home I go  alone early every Wednesday to the nearby Veteran memorial.… Continue reading →

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“Old soldier”

Old Soldier   A Story by Coyote Poetry Only Soldiers understand what another soldier had seen and felt. Strangers to war and violence cannot understand. When you are near death for too long.… Continue reading →

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A witness to life

Witness to life A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                      Witness to life I told people with my writing for many years. If the wars, don’t stop. War will come to our… Continue reading →

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A witness to life

A witness to life A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                          A witness to life I left the Army in 2000. I wanted to see my kids grow-up. Good friends didn’t. Old… Continue reading →

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