My cane of honor, carved from a military rifle, with a handle made from antelope antler
I bow to...
Sneaking through the silent night, things that move are things of fright; Sleighbells never ringing...
Fit as a bee for battle High ranked, and marching his beat Packed, ready as a beetle ...
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In Memory of Brad Melvin 1980-2013 Brad was 33yrs. He died in a car accident last Wed. on his...
The longest days the shortest nights
The horrid sights and the blinding lights
They...
As boys we left, as men we returned. Our thoughts for home, for loved ones we yearned. For...
Bombs flying everywhere,
A soldier down in despair.
As blood trickles down,
We rest...
A young colt stood in an open field, wheezing breaths cutting the cold air freezing his sweat.
His...
THE CENTURION
19th September 2013
A seasoned warrior to rally with, Commander of 100...
Time seems to slow to a crawl. I see flashbacks of my childhood, I remember sneaking into the...
The Wanderer
This lonely place I wander by.
Desolate fields, under stone grey sky.
...
Silently the figure bowed his head, Weeping for a man now dead. "Battles you fought ...
Like a steam engine that’s out of coal Rolling along the track, without my goal And the...