The Flame of PTSD
Written by Esme Shane I strike the match, watching the flame grow larger.I feel the heat on my hand and my face,I see as the match head is consumed by…
Inner Turmoil
Written by Tara Clark The wind is howling in the night, The witching hour taking flight. Ghosts and goblins frighten thee, Taunting me to try and flee. Within my head…
Looking Back
Written by Tara Clark Looking back into the past, Wondering how it went so fast. Thinking on all the tears that fell, Realizing I have lived through hell. Marveling at…
The Lottery
Written by Trina Mioner GRACIOUS was her name, she stood tall like the statue of liberty. With her hand out, bidding bring me your broken and downtrodden. They never had…
The Heirloom
Written by Tara Clark A small little box So tiny and sweet Wrapped in a bow So perfect and neat What’s in the box What can it be The way…
The Box
Written by Trina Mioner Confident, Articulate, Caring Studious, Giving, Daring The six sides The box Hurt, Insecurity, Fears Anger, Confusion, Tears The contents all tucked away The complexity of heart…
Who Are You?
By Lynnette Hager Bohman Who am I? Who are you? I asked you first! You are me aren’t you? I don’t know. We look the same. But I am real!…
Dandelion Kisses
Written by: Lynnette Bohmann Dad says they are weeds. Mom says they are seeds. I believe they are magic puff balls I can make a wish upon. Sometimes I run…
Monsters
Submitted by Molly Nessler I am haunted by monsters not the kind that live under beds, or stalk in the night I lie awake with monsters in my head. Monsters…
Army Strong
Submitted by: Trina Mioner “Join the Army and see the World” Army strong, more than a slogan, a secure grip, an extended hand, I’d be someone, other than… I would…