Board Games

by Penny Deere

Prose


P-T-S-D

by HOWARD ADAMS

Poem


Frozen

by Marie Slider

Poem


Death's Door Knocking

by Lawrence Rahn

Poem


The Power of Color

by James Camera

Prose


My Vietnam Story

by Albert Hernandez

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.

Cross on Calvary

by Lawrence Rahn

Painting


Who Am I?

by Deborah Cole

Array


Footloose Days

by Anthony Ramirez

Poem


Broken Life, the Restoration

by Scott Sjostrand

Prose


My Vietnam Story

by Albert Hernandez

Prose


Let Life In

by kim gwinner

Poem