War Home Poems

Here I am standing in this secluded space with the pillow of hope hanging over my face, I cannot go backward or forward, I am...

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I'm times of fear
Comes a strength
Ripped from the soul
In a trance of the obsolescence 
My pain moves on
In the freedom of resilience 
I rise again
The...

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Cowpoke
by Michael R. Burch, circa age 16

Sleep, old man...
your day has long since passed.
The endless plains,
cool midnight rains
and changeless ragged cows
alone remain
of what once was.

You...

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Waves of knives piercing through the barriers, 
their judgement infecting the defenses built up over time... 
claiming that's what they see, unknowing the backlash it...

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For the love of lust. For just of lust
Trust me love just of US! This purpose
Flows those GHOSTS  you thought
You knew? We know them...

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Written By:  D. Collins 3/15/24


It hits close to home when it comes to truth.
About the stuff that went down in World War II.
While Russia...

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"One Road leads to tension and worry; one road leads to fear and dread.
My road leads me home to tranquility, to peace, serenity and...

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THE EVER DWINDLING FEW
				      At Juno Beach

At Juno Beach an old man stands and limps down  to the shore,
Where...

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suddenly aliens appeared 
and asked me to take them to our leader
I took them home… 
…we drank, we smoked, we played music
they left and an...

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thorns roam across my forehead
a thousand squirms  prevaricate,
of the silhouetted sun dance
the ice cream man can only melt
hounds and the hustlers
rejoice under beam
the dead...

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My hearts been exercised a lot
From the beating that won't stop
Getting faster when I see
Loving eyes staring at me
Or breaking each time you go
And I...

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When I met the tall and amiable Vietnam War veteran,
my shyness showed,
yet, my throat dried and tightened when he softly
spoke the words, "The war never...

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We hadn’t visited for a while.
I looked forward to seeing her smile.
We came as often as we could.
Probably not as often as we should.

Mom was...

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Sharing the News

The power of sharing
can never be overstated, 
or under understood. 
Together we make a difference. 
Like single drops of rain, 
coming together from...

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I am taking a trip to an antique store,                ...

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