CLIP CLOP, CLIP CLOP

by Donald Conway

Prose


So this is Memorial Day

by Paul Nyerick

Prose


Early Jade of Morning

by Frank Mattson

Poem


Too Late

by Tony Craidon

Poem


What I'd Like, What I Need

by Allen Burns

Poem


Big Leon and John"Duke" Wayne

by Rodney Santos

Prose


THE INFANTRY SONG: "FOOT SOLDIERS"

By Cavanaugh Murphy, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Slog on,
Lock and load.
Walk on,
Follow the shell pocked road.
Riflemen, you’re the infantry,
The best that there can be.
Foot soldiers, growing bolder,
You may not get any older.
Zing, zing, zing!
Enemy rifles begin to sing.
Wham! Mortars coming in.
The United States Army Infantry.
Leading the fight to keep this country free.
Zam! Oh, God, not .88s!
Slog on, lock and load, follow the shell-pocked road,
Then deploy, foot soldiers, deploy,
Man and boy.
Listen to Sarge and the young Lieutenant,
They’re heaven-sent,
Victory is victory,
That anyone can see;
And defeat is death,
Deadly, final death.
So slog on, from Valley Forge, to New Orleans - slog on,
Through Antietam, to Belleau Wood, Pusan, Saigon.
Slog on. “Understood, foot soldiers?” he uttered.
Understood, Cap’n,” they muttered–sighing,
And went on, shooting and dying.
The United States Army Infantry: foot soldiers,
Ever forward. En avant!

Hanging Tough Is Tough

by George Kulas

Prose


Life Was Simpler When I Carried a Duffel Bag

by George Kulas

Prose


Created Equal?

by Richard Wangard

Prose


An Intrepid Hero

by Daniel Wolfe

Prose


Big Leon and John"Duke" Wayne

by Rodney Santos

Prose


Having a Baby in the Navy: A Memoire

by Deborah Welch

Prose