Colin Powell, a great man.
(I was lucky. I met Colin Powell three times. I was doing hot-refuel in the Iraq war one. We (The soldiers) would refuel Apache helicopters while they were moving. Red Cross taking wounded… Continue reading
(I was lucky. I met Colin Powell three times. I was doing hot-refuel in the Iraq war one. We (The soldiers) would refuel Apache helicopters while they were moving. Red Cross taking wounded… Continue reading
What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to show concern for Nature. Before she disappears. What will be left? I took my children to the lake. Signs are posted.… Continue reading
My oldest and best friend. You became my father in 1980, you were kind to me and I remember you. I lost you, death called the old soldier home. You were… Continue reading
Should of loved you more He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading
Letters and promises You saved me once my dear Julie. Your kind and sweet words upon sheets of paper made me wish and hope for a better tomorrow. You wrote me.… Continue reading
More than a name on the wall (Freedom isn’t free. Some men and women, gave everything away for freedom.) I became the old soldier in the tavern now. Drinking with the ghosts of… Continue reading
At peace at last A Story by Coyote Poetry A story for a good friend. Soldiers need to remember the old timers who taught us respect and how to lead. At peace at last… Continue reading
The Gypsy dance Late at night on the Monterey bay. If you listen well, can hear the strong voices and song of the Gypsies. They gather in the Winter to celebrate life… Continue reading
Traveling and rambling man. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just my words. Traveling and rambling man Old Johnnie sat alone in the tavern in the city of Austin, Texas. Drinking… Continue reading
My father’s song (My father passed Jack Isaacs on 29 January. Was 93 years old and he was tough as nails.) Greatest man I ever known. He told me often. “Life… Continue reading