Plunder

by Lynn Norton

Poem


Faces of The Homeless 2

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


Our Voice Means Something

by Kennith Harvey

Poem


Cat's in the Cradle

by Tom Lauterback

Prose


First Day in Vietnam

by Daniel Strange

Prose


PTSD and the Pandemic and Me

by Karen Green

Poem


PURPLE HEART

By Monroe Kurman, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Navigating the L.C.V.P. under duress,
Pent up emotion caused me stress --
I decided the Navy to serve.
The war consumes all your nerve -
Shrapnel splatters the sandy shore,
And reaching the beach was a chore.
In the hull, shoulder to shoulder,
Crowded marines became bolder and bolder.
The marines exit with anticipation,
Hoping death will take a vacation.
At that moment, I recall
Bodies everywhere were starting to fall.
The clouds suddenly became dark --
A bomb hit its mark.
The percussion caused me to hit the bulkhead,
I woke a day later, returned from the dead.
On a dimly lit wall, an angel did appear saying, “My son do not fear.”
Lying in my bunk, staring at the faded ceiling,
I felt an awful queasy feeling.
A Chaplin entered, leaving the door ajar -His voice sounded as echoing from afar,
"You will receive the Purple Heart".

Take My Hand and Walk With Me

by Gene Groner

Poem


Faces of The Homeless 2

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


Strange 8

by Daniel Strange

Art


The Walking Wounded

by Benjamin Williams

Poem


"Forecaste"

by Lynn Norton

Poem


Sunset In the Desert

by Brant Parker III

Array