The Total Price

by Boyd Burke

Poem


Evidence Seen and Unseen

by Deborah Cole

Poem


Keep a Grip

by James Janssen

Prose


Frozen

by Marie Slider

Poem


The Doc’s Doc

by Richard Wangard

Prose


The Power of Color

by James Camera

Prose


IN ONE SOLDIER'S HEALING

By Chuck Widmer, Army

Writing Type: Poem

I used to say I'm sorry,
I didn't start this war,
All the pain and sorrow it brought,
I never could ignore.
I lay a wreath up in my heart
And hope you will forgive
The many wrongs we had to do
Just so we could live.
I'll see you aU again someday,
Hope you'll understand,
But now I have to walk way
And be a stronger man.
Knowing God picks his own bouquet
Brings a calming to my heart.
I think with me, I wasn't perfect enough,
So with you, he had to start.
Rest in Peace
All God's Children

Notes: Vicki Booth

Crisis of Middle Age

by Norman Jones

Poem


America’s Daughters and Sons

by Anthony Ramirez

Poem


Death's Door Knocking

by Lawrence Rahn

Poem


Expiration

by Lynn Norton

Poem


Supernova

by Neal Morrison Jr

Array


A Message From Above

by Lawrence Langman

Poem