Long Prisoner of war Poems

Dad hit me only once, an upper cut to the solar plexus. It nearly lifted me off my feet. I was 17 then and already fairly tall, 6’1.” He was 48 and of medium height,...

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ANTHONY AND YOLANDA WE HAVE NORMAL DAYS GOOD DAYS AND TRYING ONES EACH REWARDING IN ITS ON WAY O DRIFT BACK ME WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM JUNK SICK...

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Science can’t save you, neither can religion,
at least Popper and Niebuhr, philosophers and poets,
are entertainers, which is why actors and athletes
are paid so much. Thanks for the summaries.
I was teaching Shakespeare’s 92nd ridiculous sonnet
to my...

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Silently he sat in darkness, flinching at the sight of light.
Which created a glow reflecting on his balding head.
His cold glare did not help my nerves, 
so I simply stood there observing his silence.

His philosopher...

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I know this may surprise some of you.
Not all.
It’s not going to surprise my besties.
But for others,
Let me be the bearer of a
Little surprise nugget of
Information.
I am OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE.
Some of my obsessions are:
Have as many...

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We entered the post today the hall 
was filled with so many disabled veterans 
and their families many lost their medical 
benefits due to living situation some were 
homeless some moved in with family 

members...

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A True American Hero for the Ages

I thought it would be most appropriate to take a moment to
reflect on the life and public service of the late U.S. senator,
retired U.S. naval officer and aviator, and...

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The Things Never Said
The terror…
The only things ever said about my daddy’s WWII service were that he’d been to New Guinea where he’d ridden on a truck full of soldiers by a river without a...

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I can never comply with fastidious hygiene

Try as thee most persuasive person might,
he/him, she/her,
they, them... can never wean
yours truly always objected
being told when to bathe/shower
particularly when puberty
found yours truly a tween
and my mother (deceased eighteen
plus...

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Don’t even try to woo me
I can resist you
My mind is fortified
Reason screams reasons to be careful
Caution goes off in flares
My mind is alert
Aware
I can resist you

Oh, but my body 
My body plays traitor...

My eyes...

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Gradma singing her passionate Neapolitan songs 
from a balcony adorned with scarlet roses...her deep voice
not a soprano's, but delightful and expressed in humaneness;
her long golden hair brushed by the summer's aromatic breeze, 
to spark a...

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We ride the cattle rail  Not knowing exactly what lay ahead. For weeks there's 
been no heat,  No bathrooms and we've barely been fed.  We arrive at our 
destined location.  Sobibor...Sobibor...Sobibor,...

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The deepest dark

Like an unaware monster it sits within
It hungers for you and all
Unsure of its’ meaning
Yet it already feels diminishing

If you let it crawl around inside
You will will only find its’ call
Metastasizing inside your...

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A woman who lost everything she owns stands there 
by the waterfront where the waves beat upon the shore.

The woman-transformed-bitch is a prisoner of war 
being carried to the foreign land of an enemy general...

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Unescorted NYC HMT NY 660 Louis Pasteur started out from 
New York  Harbor Nov. 30, 1944. 

Landed in Liverpool, England Dec. 8th, 1944. Arrived Brddulph, 
Staffordshire, England Dec. 9th, 1944.

From Weymouth, England to LeHavre,...

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Under The Cover.
.
You can never ever
Tell a book by it’s cover
As I was later to discover
The Lady in the Nursing home
The old man across the way
All have a story to tell
Hidden away
.
Some people I’ve known...

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When i was a little kid,my grandmother ate sardines
out of a can and my grandfather drank his beer slowly
shaking a little salt in each glass.
These were my "good ole days".
I often sit and i wonder...

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POW – MIA


Grandma, when Grandpa went to Vietnam
And left you at home alone
Did you ever think he wouldn't return
And be forever gone

No, dear I thought he'd be back
And never leave again
But that crazy war in...

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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 in a Nursing Home.
Dementia had set in and she started...

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PTSD
Here we go again, reality is setting in, or is it?What is it?
It sometimes feels more like a dream, not the pleasant fairytale kind, but of the nightmare genre.
Gotta go back to ga-ga land, back...

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My mother’s brother lies in a grave in Normandy 
If he had lived I would have known him as Uncle Stanley 
I recall his oval framed picture hanging on Grandma’s wall
Uncle Stanley so youthfully dressed...

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His name was Lattie McGee.
I never met him, and he never met me,
but he touched my life in a profound way
when I saw his face on the news one day.

His little body was bruised and...

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"I regret to inform you" the dreaded telegram began,
"That your son is missing in action" and on it sadly ran.
It was in the spring of '43 when it was delivered to her door.
Her son Charles...

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BECAREFUL WITH INSTALLING 
XBOX SYSTEMS TO SMART 
TVS HACKERS ARE WAITING
TO HACK INTO YOUR WIFI 
HACKING INTO EMAILS SAD 
PLACE THE BEST THING IS 
TO TO BUY THE ORIGINAL 
BALLY MS PAC MAN THEY 
DO...

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Freed By His Spirit

As a child I remember playing games
like tag and tying each other up 
but even a few moments in the confines of those ropes
would cause the anger in us to erupt.

Remember the...

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