Hartford, CT. Great Circus Fire

by George Arnold

Prose


The Promise

by Lynwood Hughed

Prose


Tonight's Patrol

by Justin Stone

Prose


Life Was Simpler When I Carried a Duffel Bag

by George Kulas

Prose


Requiem for a Tet Survivor

by La Decker

Prose


An Intrepid Hero

by Daniel Wolfe

Prose


I FEEL

By Jerry Soto, Army

Writing Type: Poem

What greater gift has been granted by God
than that to be able to feel?
I can feel the kindness in one's heart
and the harness of danger in the sound of the voice.
I can feel the fervor of love and the bitterness in life
by the touching of one's hand.
I can feel the freshness of the morning
by the rosary beads of dew that spray upon my face.
I can feel there is beauty by tenderly
touching the petals
inlaid in the eye of a flower
as I feel my way around a maze in the garden.
I cannot feel the silence of night.
I know there is light, by the joy of laughter
of children playing in a distant field.
I can feel the end of summer and
know that winter is near
by the sound of crumbling leaves on the ground
as I take a walk with life.
What greater gift can there be given to me
than that to feel what you see, for you see,
I am blind.

Hartford, CT. Great Circus Fire

by George Arnold

Prose


As sniper Beardsley was good at his work

by William Arthur

Prose


Our Last Night in Xuan Loc

by William Howard

Prose


THE BUNKER IS A TOMB FOR THE LIVING

by Hartley Barnes

Prose


Zipline

by donna zephrine

Prose


Hanging Tough Is Tough

by George Kulas

Prose