by Andy Blackburn | Apr 29, 2009 | Stories
The woods of Northern Europe 1944 Hold thou thy light before my closing eyes Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies Heaven’s morning breaks, and earths vain shadows flee In life, in death, O Lord abide with me – Abide with me, English Hymn – Trad. The...
by Doreen Hughes | Apr 29, 2009 | Stories
As the evening draws near the people in the town begin to get their things ready for the night ahead. They have a quick meal and those who have shelters in their gardens put the blankets, food, torches and books etc, all the things that will help them through the...
by Jill Allison | Apr 29, 2009 | Stories
‘I hate flies, I hate heat, I hate the desert, in fact I hate bloody everything connected to the place.’ Simon stared around him; the detritus of human life, the sweat, blood, tears, the indelible mark of ‘mans inhumanity to man’ Who the hell did he think he was;...
by Tasha C Mapes | Apr 29, 2009 | Poetry
Under a sky That’s shared by all They answer country’s call Say goodbye. The broken dolls Akimbo lay Battered in the bloody spray Where all falls. All are winners who return Loved ones seen again Children grown to women and men One day yet we’ll...
by Jan Papadopoulos | Apr 29, 2009 | Poetry
I was a child of my mother when you came, wrenched us both apart. Stole the love that I sought, the comfort it brought, and forced me to hate from the start. I was an innocent child when you came, stole my precious youth. I thought my world was secure, knew nothing of...
