Battlefield Cross
Submitted by Ron Nash LZ LaiKhe Huey’s touchdown, warriors return from the fight Glowing golden rays fade beyond mountains, shadow-dance to black like hearts of those who wait. Attention! Somber…
The Quail Hunt
By Trina Mioner A new place, away from family and friends Feelings of isolation, loneliness and the blues Shoot pool to socialize that’s what we do A woman in the…
Lost Child
Submitted by Ron Nash In wee hours when darkness cloaks his room the ghosts come haunting. Flickering candlelight dancing shadows on walls, horrorstricken from it all. Enshrouded memories, confounded moments…
Half Boy…Half Man
Submitted by Brant Parker The half boy…. half man joined to fight and do what he felt was right The boy had no understanding of the real world and trains…
a mother’s lament
By: Ron Nash I bought new stringsunaware you needed shoesif I’d only seenthe tattered soul No time, toiling aloneendless hoursto give you thingshappiness Gothic clothesaustere musicattic windowspainted blackyou called it…
The Wolf Pack
Submitted by Brant Parker Those who served will understand the wolf pack… A brotherhood, we had each other’s back. You mess with the pack…you get attacked We were fearless, death…
Tribute to a Caregiver
Submitted by Ron Nash She smiles as she hands him his coffee He kisses her hand and says he’s so lucky She lovingly smooths down his hair He’s happy that…
Shattered, Life on the Edge
Submitted by Molly Nessler Tap, Tap Tap, Tap Morning rain pelted the tin overhang of her small apartment. She stood naked, her image reflected in the floor length mirror. She…
Night Ambush
Submitted by Ron Nash Daylight fades…darkness hushed stillness impatiently waiting weapons ready raging adrenaline flows overtaxed souls. Suitably trained Rangers! America’s cream plotting…planning certain death, jungle warfare. Dense timberland concealment,…
Words
Submitted by Felicia (Izzy) Kennedy What if my words didn’t have to be safe for other people? I would shout, cuss and tell the world men are animals who prey…