Take My Hand and Walk With Me

by Gene Groner

Poem


Our Voice Means Something

by Kennith Harvey

Poem


The Quail Hunt

by Trina Mioner

Poem


Strange 2

by Daniel Strange

Art


He Was the Enemy: A Soldier's Dilemma

by JonnieLynn Donatelli

Poem


"Forecaste"

by Lynn Norton

Poem


IN MEMORY

By John Boley, Army

Writing Type: Poem

No hope,
No dream.
Nothing left to gain.
Each night a brand new nightmare,
Each day is filled with rain.
No home.
No love.
Despair my only friend.
I'm lost in a steamy jungle,
In a war that will never end.
No past,
No memory,
Of a lad that's long, long dead.
His hopes, his dreams, his dying screams
Are locked up in my head.
No sun.
No light.
Just blood-red clouds of war.
I know that I can never be
The man I was before.

Our Voice Means Something

by Kennith Harvey

Poem


My First Day in the Field (The Jungles of Vietnam)

by Louis Ferrari

Prose


Strange 7

by Daniel Strange

Art


Strange 4

by Daniel Strange

Art


The Walking Wounded

by Benjamin Williams

Poem


A Better Place

by Gene Groner

Poem