Crisis of Middle Age

by Norman Jones

Poem


The Total Price

by Boyd Burke

Poem


Board Games

by Penny Deere

Prose


P-T-S-D

by HOWARD ADAMS

Poem


Morning Mist

by William Anderes

Poem


The Doc’s Doc

by Richard Wangard

Prose


He Is in the Wind

By Matthew Davison, Air Force, USAF

Writing Type: Poem

By Matthew David Davison

VA Medical Center--Long Beach, CA

 

I don't recall the moment it happened.

I only know that one minute I was in an intense firefight,

and in a flash I was hovering over the noise and chaos.

Later, I watched, disconnected, as a steel casket

draped with an American flag was loaded on board

a transport aircraft.

I knew I was not in that casket,

and that I needed to be home with her.

 

I needed her to know I was okay, that there was no pain

and that I was at peace.

I couldn't wipe away her tears as she cried out my name.

And at the funeral, my hand softly touched her hair in the wind,

as she was presented the flag, fixing her gaze upon the ground.

I wanted to tell her not to be sad.

I wanted her to know I would never leave her.

I wanted her to know that there is no death,

and that the spirit lives eternal in the wind...

in the beauty of nature.

 

On the day she went to The Wall, I went with her.

She left a letter near my panel. It was a beautiful tribute

to what once was ours.

It was supposed to rain that day, but the sun shone

and it was a glorious day.

As she was leaving The Wall, I whispered, “I love you.”

She turned and faced The Wall one last time.

Then she walked away with the wind at her back.

Crisis of Middle Age

by Norman Jones

Poem


Board Games

by Penny Deere

Prose


Anna and the Boys

by Larry Connelly

Poem


Squirrel

by Lynn Norton

Poem


Smells

by Daniel Paicopulos

Poem


Second Chances

by Daniel Paicopulos

Poem