P-T-S-D

by HOWARD ADAMS

Poem


Who Am I?

by Deborah Cole

Array


Anna and the Boys

by Larry Connelly

Poem


Morning Mist

by William Anderes

Poem


Keep a Grip

by James Janssen

Prose


Mother Russia

by Scott Sjostrand

Poem


WALKING MY LORD TO CALVARY HILL

By Patsy Cumbie, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Three men hung on crosses at Calvary, but only one died for you and me.
As he hung on the cross that cold dark night,
A world of sin was his only flight.
They put nails through his hands and feet so they would know him, should they ever meet.
With mocking and scorn, they placed on his head a crown of thorns.
Throughout the night, he was heard to plea --
Oh God, my God, hast thou forsaken me?”
As the heaven’s roared and rumbled and the skies opened, these few words were spoken:
“My son, my son, I set you free,”
Just as he died, when
He died for you and me.

Notes: Rafael Jubera

Evidence Seen and Unseen

by Deborah Cole

Poem


Morning Mist

by William Anderes

Poem


Frozen

by Marie Slider

Poem


The Doc’s Doc

by Richard Wangard

Prose


Dark Horse

by William Snead

Poem


America's Largest Mobile Library

by Dan Yates

Prose