The Leaves Are Green

by Charles Fredette

Poem


The Quail Hunt

by Trina Mioner

Poem


Strange 7

by Daniel Strange

Art


I Left Mississippi

by Benjamin Williams

Poem


Vietnam Memories #1

by John Swainston

Poem


PTSD and the Pandemic and Me

by Karen Green

Poem


BOWLING IN THE SKY

By Walt Guyer, Army

Writing Type: Poem

As a kid I used to wonder,

When I didn’t understand why,
To me the sound of distant thunder,
Was giants bowling in the sky.

If it was only my imagination,
Why did you feel the wonder, too?
If it was only my imagination,
How could you hear thunder as I do?

Not every reason must rhyme,
Not every season’s on time.
Though each thing has its own message,
Not everyone can read its sign.

Your lips say we’re not serious,
But your eyes know that’s a lie. .
Why make a rainbow seem mysterious,
Just because it’s way up high?

You’re still afraid of lightning,
The kind that struck you in the past.
Letting go of the old kite’s string,
Is the key, if our love will last.

You think the weather’s not right,
You think our chances are slight.
I say if we’d storm the moon together,
Even its dark side would be bright.

Plunder

by Lynn Norton

Poem


Faces of The Homeless 1

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


My First Day in the Field (The Jungles of Vietnam)

by Louis Ferrari

Prose


Strange 4

by Daniel Strange

Art


"Forecaste"

by Lynn Norton

Poem


Dave 3.0

by David Cahn

Prose