Four Winds Came Blowin' In

by William Snead

Poem


Our Lonely Death

by George Nolta

Poem


Combat Nursing

by Louise Eisenbrandt

Prose


This Road I Am On

by David Marchant

Poem


Voices in the Sky

by Paul Nyerick

Array


Retail Blues

by Lynn Norton

Poem


THE AMERICAN PASTIME: BASEBALL

By John O'Neil, Army

Writing Type: Poem

The sport of baseball has commenced;
Frantic fans have bought their seats.
The park is filled to capacity;
The players adjust their cleats.
The National Anthem is sung with gustoThousands
of fans stand in a row.
The umpire then shouts, ""Play Ball!""
To get the game to go.
Some fans have favorite players;
They carry names on cards to tell.
However, it takes nine innings
To prove the players did that well.
When the game is over,
And their team has got a win,
It's hard not to realize,
It was those fans who had the grin.

The Gates of Nothingness

by Ben Hawkins

Poem


Our Lonely Death

by George Nolta

Poem


Metamorphosis of the Mind

by Shon Pernice

Prose


This Road I Am On

by David Marchant

Poem


A Knock on the Door

by Diane Wasden

Prose


Waves of Life

by Michele Johnson

Poem