Tag Archive: Soldier

Grandson asked.

Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children.                                      Grandson asked-  Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for the… Continue reading

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It is cut and dried..

It is cut and dried. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Old words still mean the same.                      It is cut and dried… Old man sitting at the Old Fox tavern.Drinking his rum and coke,… Continue reading

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The shadows..

The shadows.. My sister told me. “You  have changed. “She told me. “You saw too much shit and your mind and eyes are cold..” I told her,.War isn’t personal.You do what you are told… Continue reading

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Remembering the fragrance of Winter.

Remembering the fragrance of Winter A Poem by Coyote Poetry  A story                                Remembering the fragrance of Winter.. I had… Continue reading

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The devil liked me…

The Devil liked me. 1- Once in Santa Cruz, I met the Devil. He told me. Johnnie ain’t your time to die. You have more sin to taste and I don’t want you… Continue reading

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One more day…

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 tall and… Continue reading

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A beautiful Tosha Hill song and One tin soldier…

One tin soldier… A prologue to a good life. We need sin, we need whiskey and we need kind women. I learn the rage of Hemingway and the sadness of Salinger and Kosinski.… Continue reading

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Old Soldier…

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

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Don’t pray for the dead men. Please pray for the live ones…

Don’t pray for dead men. Please pray for the live ones. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Dead soldiers cannot speak no-more. Us, who survived. We must speak for them.  Forget your personal tragedy. We… Continue reading

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Unknown soldier…

Unknown soldiers.,.. (April poetry number nineteen.) He wrote to his journal in a Soldier graveyard in France outside of Paris in 1979. The dead don’t suffer no-more. He is surrounded by 40,000 crosses… Continue reading

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