by Alex Roissetter | Oct 7, 2009 | Poetry
You have seen me in the streets, You have seen me in the stream, You have seen me working alone, Or working in a team. You may not have noticed me, When you look at where I am, I blend in with everything, With the changing of my cam. Today I show...
by Alex Roissetter | Sep 28, 2009 | Poetry
Far away there is a cross of brass, That stands at the mouth of hell, A symbol of the fight, With the names of those that fell. Before it kneels a soldier, As if in solemn prayer, Whispering simple words, For brothers that have climbed heavens stair. After the deed is...
by Robert Carson | Aug 30, 2009 | Poetry
‘Pernicious and pugnacious’ we may be But there’s the other side to see. That readiness to take offence Can often lead to quick redress. That dourness of the aspect, too, Allows the joy of sunlight through. Our pennypinching’s-a harmless jest...
by Hannah Poaros-McDermott | Apr 18, 2009 | Poetry
He walks, he talks, he sleeps – he fights. but he does not get a chance to feel the rain in the summer, or watch a flower bloom under the sun. the moon is nothing new to him, it’s surface full of hired light. he’s only got borrowed time to be a boy to be a...
by Beth Pritchard | Apr 15, 2009 | Poetry
Shiny buttons, clean uniforms, With fresh faced excitement they marched A brave new world waited They were heroes. The mud was everywhere This wasn’t what they had planned All shaken with fear They were heroes Cold coursed through them The smell too much to bear...
