The Cage
in War Poems
A man walked up to me some time ago.
He had a story he wanted me to know.
He reached out his hand to shake mine,
The honor guard stands sentinel and stiff-backed.
Their tears silently fall, for their brotherhood was forged in combat.
One of their own will be laid to rest,
Thank you so much for your kind words. They mean so much. I have put together a manuscript and have submitted to a couple of places where I did get contract offers, but they weren't what I...
in War Poems
I've been hunted by the enemy and held my breath,
I've listened to it playing all around me, the melody of death.
Silence is the prelude, but it won't last long.
in Spiritual Poems about Death
No presents bought, no candles blown; this year you walk on streets of gold,
And it's so much more than the stories you've been told.
The sun is shining on your face,