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
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
(The weeping song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words) The weeping song. I wrote years ago. “When our soldiers are fighting in faraway wars. War will find us. War will… Continue reading
My small book of thoughts A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. My small book of thoughts What will I leave behind? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with… Continue reading
Self A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18. Self Wars, whores and drink. Salvation for the soldiers. Untamed… Continue reading
Look at me. See me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry War, what is good for? Nothing. Look at me. See me. “President Trump pledged Thursday to keep the United States at the “top… Continue reading
Peace, sweet and kind word forgotten.(Quotes) A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Peace, sweet and kind word forgotten We send our best. The young and strong men and women to war. They… Continue reading
One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one win in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing… 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… Continue reading
At peace at last The Soldiers gave him a 21 gun salute. Only young and old Soldiers came to say goodbye. Old Sergeant… Continue reading
Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children. Grandson said Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for… Continue reading