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War is a terrible event. Both sides suffer. Many never made it back. This is a tribute to those who never made it back.
Poetry | Updated Jul 30, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a poem written for my home, P.R.
It's posted in spanish and english. Please enjoy as I did writting this piece.
Poetry | Updated Jun 27, 2013 | Reads: 38 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
Dedicated to Betty Lou Williams (1939-2013) who died May 27, 2013.
Dedicated to Stephen Lovell who was murdered by Jason Bryan Holt on May 23, 2013.
By Right Fielder
It's a personal narrative. I wrote it for my creative writing class.
My dad survived the bombing of Pearl Harbor. I describe the family story that has been passed down.
recollections of visiting the holocaust memorial in Berlin.
Poetry | Updated May 19, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Christopher James
My nan died of cancer a while back and i wrote this for her and read this at her bedside before she died.
Poetry | Updated Apr 13, 2013 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
Tragdy, of September 11-2001. in the USA. A memorial.
Poetry | Updated Feb 22, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
By Tina Delish
This was a memorial I made for a student that was taken to soon in our town. I was asked to make it by his friends. All the words shared are from my LOVE ME 365 collection.
Miscellaneous | Updated Feb 4, 2013 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Billy Coy Sample
Three Sailors visit the Arizona Memorial in Pearl Harbor.
Short Story | Updated Dec 28, 2012 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Bill Rayburn
A man discovers a revealing bronze plaque on a park bench, and sits to ponder what it means.
Ode to my friend Michael Conner, The Gentle Man.
RIP my classmate and good friend. You are missed...
Poetry | Updated Nov 26, 2012 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A poem I came up with last night. A story about a young girl in the holocaust. Her feelings, her worries and my way to pay my respect.
When someone dies they're never truly gone.