Green and Gold

by Scott Sjostrand

Poem


What I'd Like, What I Need

by Allen Burns

Poem


Imaginary Dragon

by Daniel Adjei

Poem


The Voice

by John Muza

Prose


A Veteran’s Lament

by Kwame Toshambe

Prose


Choices

by Kenny Trujillo

Prose


TOGETHER

By Tom Lowman, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Side by side in rocking chairs,
with streaks of silver in once-golden hair,
they sit in the light of a sunny day.
She turns to him in a tender way.
She says, ""The sun is cascading over the sill
like a waterfall, if you will.
A flight of geese is passing near.""
""Ah yes,"" he smiles. ""I hear them, dear.
They're heading south this time of year.
Leaves are crackling, cold winds blow.
I guess they think it's time to go.""
And he whose eyes had long grown dim
could see the pictures she drew for him.
While she no longer could hear his words,
she read on his lips the sounds of the birds.

Green and Gold

by Scott Sjostrand

Poem


Early Jade of Morning

by Frank Mattson

Poem


I've Lost My Mind

by Melvin Brinkley

Poem,Songs Lyrics


Imaginary Dragon

by Daniel Adjei

Poem


Having a Baby in the Navy: A Memoire

by Deborah Welch

Prose


A Veteran’s Lament

by Kwame Toshambe

Prose