My grandson

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


Cat's in the Cradle

by Tom Lauterback

Prose


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

by Louis Ferrari

Prose


I Left Mississippi

by Benjamin Williams

Poem


He Was the Enemy: A Soldier's Dilemma

by JonnieLynn Donatelli

Poem


Fate

by Robert Valonis

Array


DARKNESS

By Anita Massey, Army

Writing Type: Poem

I feel a darkness drifting,
Memories settling in
Of barracks bleaching in the sun
With dust devils in a spin.
When I close my eyes
I see the signs of war,
Shadows rising inside,
Rambling near and far.
Near, I hear the noise,
See choppers racing by,
Trucks rolling with soldiers
On their way to die.
Far, the life I lead,
Another time and place,
I almost can feel it,
A memory to embrace.
It hurts an inner part of me.
As memories float inside,
The urgency is there
To go away and hide.

Faces of The Homeless 2

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


My grandson

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


Faces of The Homeless 1

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


Our Voice Means Something

by Kennith Harvey

Poem


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

by Louis Ferrari

Prose


Strange 4

by Daniel Strange

Art