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Short Story | Updated Dec 4, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Daemon Micks
Not everyone can be home for the holidays. This poem describes the situation that a close friend and many Active Servicemen face and feel during the holidays.
DO NOT BASH THIS OR YOU WILL BE REPORTED
By Baltazar Bolado
A nation divided...
US citizens targeted for assassination by an oppressive government...
A father and a son at odds...
Two brothers conflicted between family legacy and patriotic duty...
A love story felt from beyond the grave...
Liberty or death...
The time to choose is now...
Dedicated to Timothy McCravey.
Poetry | Updated Aug 11, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is just a tiny war poem I wrote on the back of some work in class last year.
Poetry | Updated Jan 13, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
My teacher assigned a last minute project for me - She wants me to write a paragraph about how I feel when I look at the American flag for a Veteran's Day assembly. This is what I came up with, so I thought I'd put it on here.
By Ian Munro
A short patriotic poem i wrote. Not much to it. Just laying out my thoughts at the time.
By Neilson F Collinsworth
I wrote this poem for Vetrans day.
Poetry | Updated Mar 6, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Iraqi security officers were very helpful, professional and respectful to all mourners. On Monday, at least 28 people were killed and 78 wounded in a wave of bomb attacks in central Iraq against mourners.
I Ajmal Mehdi condemns in the strongest terms by volunteering my time in Karbala for help...
BE LOYAL TO YOUR COUNTRY
Short Story | Updated Nov 10, 2011 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This poem is for America, for those who've served, and are serving, to make America the way it is, and a better place for tomorrow. This is my prayer for freedom. This is my prayer for America.
Poetry | Updated Aug 7, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Elizabetha Gabriella
My real name is Nanette Tron and I am a mother of an eleven yer old boy, I would like to wish everyone a Happy Fourth of July, of love peace and happiness. The poem A Cool Drink of Freedom is about the American Dream and why I am proud to be an American. Enjoy reading!
By Elizabetha Gabriella
This poem is in dedication to my eleven year old son who I love very much. I would like to give him a word to think about some day. I hope you enjoy. it.
By Garrett Pollock
United we stand.
Poetry | Updated Jun 3, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2