Hartford, CT. Great Circus Fire

by George Arnold

Prose


The Promise

by Lynwood Hughed

Prose


The Hand of God in Vietnam

by Max Riekse

Prose


Life Was Simpler When I Carried a Duffel Bag

by George Kulas

Prose


Green and Gold

by Scott Sjostrand

Poem


Imaginary Dragon

by Daniel Adjei

Poem


NO MORE - (This poem was inspired by Laurel Adams)

By Gene Klincklnan, Army

Writing Type: Poem

They went in all directions and coped the best they could,
Carrying more guilt and shame than any veteran should.
They built walls and bunkers inside so they could
be touched no more,
And each night they dreamt, cried and fought a raging war.
Thirty-some odd years have passed and you wonder
where they are.
Some are walking the streets homeless~ some are
in VA mental wards.
Many have died from illness contracted in Vietnam.
Some just quit fighting; some just picked up a gun.
But by the grace of God, some found courage to step out.
"I am a Vietnam veteran; I have the right to be proud."
Tum away if you must or listen if you will.
I've borne all you've thrown at me, yet I'm standing still.
Although my steps are weary and my soul is oh so sore,
You can take your blame and guilt; I won't carry it
any more.
I'll reach out to my brothers who are still standing all alone.
And, by God, you can't stop us ...
one by one we're coming home.

As sniper Beardsley was good at his work

by William Arthur

Prose


The Hand of God in Vietnam

by Max Riekse

Prose


CLIP CLOP, CLIP CLOP

by Donald Conway

Prose


Our Last Night in Xuan Loc

by William Howard

Prose


THE BUNKER IS A TOMB FOR THE LIVING

by Hartley Barnes

Prose


Tonight's Patrol

by Justin Stone

Prose