Iam still standing , she is still standing

by Penny Deere

Prose,Photograph,Art/3d


As sniper Beardsley was good at his work

by William Arthur

Prose


The Hand of God in Vietnam

by Max Riekse

Prose


Zipline

by donna zephrine

Prose


I've Lost My Mind

by Melvin Brinkley

Poem,Songs Lyrics


Imaginary Dragon

by Daniel Adjei

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.

As sniper Beardsley was good at his work

by William Arthur

Prose


CLIP CLOP, CLIP CLOP

by Donald Conway

Prose


So this is Memorial Day

by Paul Nyerick

Prose


Welcome to the Suck

by Korby Rhodes

Prose


I've Lost My Mind

by Melvin Brinkley

Poem,Songs Lyrics


Imaginary Dragon

by Daniel Adjei

Poem