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Myself, the Soldier
Melissa Ramon

Awaken the Giant!
Kelly Shar

September Eleven
Jerry Czykalowskyj

Untitled
Elopes24

Awaiting Your Arrival Home
Deanna

Honor
Cynthia C.

Para Ti Soldado
Cedar Grove Elementary 6th Graders

Jesus's Footprints
Rosie Brewer

Necessary War
Melissa Ramon

 

 


  The Snow Garden 
Bette Mioduski

 The Sound Of Red Poppies
Bette Mioduski

 

 

Independence Day
John Tetor

On Freedom
Stephen Flynn

The End of An Age
Pamela Austin

A Mother's Love
Pamela Austin

My Soldier, As I Wait
Stephanie

Beholding Beyond Words
Jerry Czykalowskyj

"SSG Cameron Bryan Sarno"
Teresa Sarno

A Soldiers Night
Melissa Ramon

A Marine's Promise
Mindy Neff

A Childs Love
Cindy Zielinski

Freedom
Jennifer Squiers

The Many Faces Of The Uniform
Jeanette C. Hernandez

She Still Stands
Martin Connors
Philadelphia Police Officer, Philadelphia, PA

Salute the Banner
Martin Connors
Philadelphia Police Officer, Philadelphia, PA

 

Poem of the Month

December 2003
A Bother Unlike Any Other
  Jessica Hebert

November 2003
Answered Prayers
 Shelia Cook

 September 2003
It Could Be Mine
Bette A. Moe

July 2003
United We Stand
Clifford D. Ferguson

  May 2003
Freedom's Hero
Jean Arnold

March 2003
Let's Pray
Cindy Daniels

January 2003
Cut The Skies
SFC Keith L. Hardin
Sarajevo, Bosnia

December 2002
Shadow Memories Of Fallen Friends
John Tetor

November 2002
For the Fallen Heroes who gave it all
Joseph A Boyd

 

Submitted Poetry Page 2

What Can We Offer This War
Cindy Daniels

Today I Wept
Michael Johnson

Fortune Cookies
Bette Mioduski

America Cries
Teresa Jahn

For Those I Love, for those who love me
Pat Theriot

I’ll Take It From Here
Marcella Dawn Tom

When Duty Calls
John Tetor

Stand for Glory
Leah Bromley

Our Wings are Scorched
Joan Ashleigh Miller

I Will Soar
Brenda A. McMahon

My Last Flight
John Tetor

 

Cry No More For Me
John Tetor

Proud To Be An "American"
Pamela Pleasants

Wings
Pam Pleasants

A Letter To Terrorists
Rebecca Bingham

There is a Feeling of Sadness
Margaret Rodgers

That Sad and Dark Day, in September
Torres Family

Peace on Earth
Margaret Moore

Are You Ready
Dottie Bowler

The Stable
Margaret Moore

His Tree
Margaret Moore

Wisemen Worshipped the King
Margaret Moore

My Sheep
Margaret Moore

 And more...click here.

 

 

Submitted Poetry Page 3

***Added 07/03/02***

Essays, Short Stories, and Poetry

Submitted By Military Personnel

 


 

Submitted Poetry

 

Myself, the Soldier

I am a soldier
Tried and true
Scarred from the battles
As I journey through.

Up and Down
In and Out
I always survive
There is no doubt.

Now I am weary
Worn and tattered
Looking behind me
It did not matter.

Why do we fight
For things we can't have?
Continue to move
Down a beaten path?

Reaching and grasping
For what is a dream
Wanting and needing
Unending, it seems.

 

Melissa Ramon

Copyright ©2004 Melissa Ramon


 

Awaken the Giant!

 

A nation mourns,

A nation weeps.

Awaken now

The giant who sleeps.

 

Red for their blood,

Blue for our brave,

White for our motives,

Freedom to save.

 

The innocent died,

In hot flames of hate.

The guilty who've lied

Will find a worse fate.

 

No where to run

No refuge to find.

This peace loving giant

Their bones now to grind.

 

The so many heads

Will then one by one

Be severed and burned,

And hatred undone.

 

When each skinny rat

Is plucked from his hole,

He'll find to dismay

That he had no soul.

 

No Jihad can save

A soul that's not there,

For innocents killed,

Not so much as a care.

 

In one bright new world,

The giant will then,

Close his sweet eyes,

And dream once again.

 

By Kelly Shar

 


 

September  Eleven

September Eleven Rendered Unto Heaven
The Souls of so Many, Loved Ones A Plenty

The World Trade Centers Towers of Human Genders
Were Forced to Surrender to the Plane Senders

Chorus:
Never not Ever Will They Return
Mountains Will Crumble, Seas Will Tumble
Things Will Never be the Same

So Many Ordinary People to Protect Family, Country and Steeple
Flew Home to Their Maker in the Clutches of the Plane Takers

Only Misguided Morals Would Dictate Such Horrors
As Ground Zero Turned Asunder in a Crashing Cloud of Thunder
  
Conjoined in the Pull of Gravity and With so Much Calamity
Ground Zero Was Born and a Nation Was Torn

Chorus:

The Brotherhood of Heroes in the Aftermath of Human Torpedoes
Put Their Lives on the Line For Your Life and Mine

This Haloed Ground Zero Birthplace of Heroes
Womb of the Nation a Symbol to all Generations

This Nation Above All Will Rally a Call
That Justices Prevail and Freedom Be Hailed

Chorus:

America¹s Resolve is to Find Credence For All
Our Freedom was Blighted, Our Fervor Ignited

We Take Upon Our Selves An Allegiance That Swells
Our Enduring Commitment to Pursue This Engagement

America¹s Endeavor is to Preach Forever
That Freedom Loving Nations can Live in Peace and Revelation

Chorus:

America¹s Endeavor is to Preach Forever
That Freedom Loving Nations can Live in PeaceŠ..Again!

 

Jerry Czykalowskyj

Copyright 2003  

 


 

Untitled
Elopes24

 

WHEN I WAS THERE IT WAS DARK AND COLD

NOT A WARM DROP OF AIR MANAGED TO BE SOLD,

HE PUT THOU ARM AND HE CALLED UNTO ME

NOT TOO LONG AFTER IT WAS THE SAVIOUR I SEE

 

I HADN'T BEEN WARNED OF ANY WRONG DOING

BUT HE CLAINMETH IT WAS I THAT HE WAS AFTER,

I LOOK UNTO HIM NOW I KNOW WHY

BECAUSE IT WAS HIM DOING THE CHOOSING

AND YES HE CHOSE "I"

 


Awaiting Your Arrival Home

 To All Of Our Soldiers,

May GOD Richly Bless Each And

Everyone Of You

for All the Good and Bad things

you've had to Endure!

But You Always Have to Remember

GOD was with Each and Every One of You

Every Step of Every Day!

I personally want to say Thank You

for Helping To Keep The USA Safe from a

Repeat of 9-11-01 and LORD WILLING

Never to Happen Again!

And You Can All Pat Yourselves On

the Back for Finding and Capturing the

worst monster { So Damn Insane } and his

bringing up the rear fight for his throne, Sons that lost their lives!

May You All Feel Appreciated Each &

Every Day For The Rest Of Your Lives and

also be Proud to Come Back Home to Your

Families and Loved Ones!

 

Deanna

Mojave, California


Honor

 

Our Men Have Died

Our Hearts Cry

Our Men of Honor, Never asked, WHY

 

Hear Us Lord

Hear Our Cry

For They Were Men Of Honor

We Will Never Ask, WHY

 

Now Strenthen Us

Let Us Carry Their Dreams

Let Us Grant Their Wishes

For They Were Men of Honor

And Honor Never Dies

 

Cynthia C.

 

 


 

Para Ti Soldado ( To You Soldier) by Spanish Speaking sixth graders at Cedar Grove Elementary

This poem won 1st place in the Ysleta Ind. School District poetry contest.

 

Para Ti Soldado

 

Para ti soldado

Dedico este poema

Porque estas lejos de tu gente

Y luchar por la libertad, es tu lema

 

Para ti soldado

Que estas lejos de tu seres queridos

Sin ver crecer a tus hijos

Para que yo este en paz con los mios

 

Para ti soldado

Que pasas tus noches en una carpa fria

Siempre esperando la muerte

Para que yo duerma tranquilo con mi familia

 

Para ti soldado

Que caminas con temor y sin tranquilidad

Por las calles de los paises destrosados por la guerra

Para que yo camine confiado por las calles de mi comunidad

 

Para ti soldado

Que estas sufriendo y llorando

Al ver a tus compañeros morir dia con dia

Para que yo tranquilo viva estudiando

 

Para ti soldado

Que duermes intranquilo

Y solo ves la muerte en tus sueños

Para que yo viva soñando un futuro feliz y tranquilo

 

Para ti soldado

Que luchas contra el terrorismo

Arriesgando tu vida en el desierto o en cualquier parte del mundo

Para que yo sea libre y un dia hago lo mismo

 

Para ti soldado, para ti

Donde quiera que estes, en Korea, Irak o Katar

Luchando por mi y mi libertad

Elevo tu espirito en alto para que pronto, muy pronto, a casa puedas regresar!

  


 

Jesus's Footprints

 

Death,and war is something we all must go through

 when there is no peace.We all win when we follow

 Christ's footprints.

 

Rosie Brewer

 


Necessary War

 

See the terror
Hear the screams!
Before the fall
Of his regime?

Beaten and tortured
Then left to die.
There was no one around
Who would hear their cries.

Slain in the thousands
Ordered the leader himself.
Even by the children
His cruelty was felt.

Stand up world citizens!
Don't look the other way.
We must help this country
Or a high price we will pay.

All these people
Have a right to be free.
Stand in their shoes
What if it were you or me?

Melissa Ramon
Copyright ©2004 Melissa Ramon  


The Snow Garden

 

A wispy veil of steam enclosed

and swallowed the garden

creatures;

she stretched and he searched her

all over,

obeying ancient rituals of the

pleasure zones.

 

 And in the swirling pods

popcorn bubbles rattled the rocky

gyser streams in a Japanese new

year shower.

She became mesmerized by her

mate's magnetic touch

as he cleaned her skin of nature's

scavengers.

 

B. Mioduski-2003

 


 

The Sound Of Red Poppies

 

The count went on,

the sight went on as long;

five hundred boots and counting.

 

An old woman threw

red seeds toward winter winds;

taps engulfed the square;

and April poppies sprung about

the ghost of every empty boot.

 

The boots sang

a tale in melodies;

a newborn's cry;

passions never again;

a thought of crackling

chips on paper plates.

 

Bette M. 2004

  


 

 Independence Day

 

As our flag "Old Glory" flies its colors

red, white and blue.

It is our symbol that stands bold and strong

part of our heritage with pride we hold true.

 

It was a goal of our forefathers

what they stood for all the way.

Their hope and dreams of a land that was free

of which we still have today.

 

Many times we have gone into battle

to fight and to protect those rights forever.

Thinking how strong our forefathers must have been

all the hardships they must have had to endeavor.

 

May we always carry on that same tradition

to ensure the rights of every woman, child and man.

After all we the United States of America

and show our strength by joining hand in hand.

 

Remember all those from among us

who have fought and for those who have died.

For them we carry on

their honor, their pride.

 

To keep America

the way it should always be.

With equal rights and justice for all

and the home of the free.

 

A lot has happened this last year

our strength as a nation has shown.

With honor, respect and faith

in God, our country and our home.

 

By

John Tetor

Copyright ©2002 John Tetor

  


 

On Freedom
Dedicated to the survivors and victims
of the disaster of September 11, 2001

 

Our freedom is a precious thing!

It makes us who we are.

Those who try to stop it's ring

soon discover they shan't get far.

 

Our towers they may knock down,

create havoc though they might.

will find out that we frown

on their foolish fight

 

For we are an awesome breed,

the best the world has seen!

We accept every man's creed

and create a wondrous thing.

 

So though you try to frighten

and pain you may inflict.

you soon shall be enlightened.

It's YOUR asses we're gonna kick!!

 

Stephen Daniel Flynn
Copyright ©2001

 


THE END OF AN AGE

 

TEARS FALL DOWN THE CHEEKS OF MANY

PAIN ABOUNDS

SORROW REPLACES WHAT WAS LIFE

YOU TAKE AWAY THE VERY BREATH FROM US ALL

YOU ARE EVIL

YOU GAIN NOTHING

BUT THE EMPTY EYES OF ALL OF AMERICA

 

PAMELA AUSTIN

  


 

A MOTHER'S LOVE

    

MY DEAR SON I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD SEE THIS DAY,
YOU OFF TO WAR AND ME ALONE
TO WONDER WHAT YOUR DAY IS LIKE

FIGHTING IN A COUNTRY THAT WHEN WE HAVE DAY
YOU HAVE NIGHT

 

A MOTHER'S LOVE DOES INDEED ENDURE
BUT THIS I FEEL IS BEYOND THE PAIN,

BEYOND THE SCOPE OF ANYTHING.

I LOVE YOU SO

 

MUCH THAT NOW IM FEELING EVERYTHING
I SEEM TO KNOW WHEN YOU ARE SAD,
WHEN YOU HAVE FEAR,WHEN THINGS ARE

BAD.

 

HOW CAN THAT BE FOR I'M NOT THERE,
COULD IT BE EMPATHY OR SOME STRANGE
CONNECTION FROM AFAR?

 

I NUTURED YOU FOR SO LONG

AND NOW YOU'RE GONE TO A WAR
THAT WILL GO ON FOR SO LONG

THAT I FEAR THAT THE MEN WE ONCE KNEW
WILL BE CHANGED FOREVER AND INTO WHO?

 

I LOVE YOU SON AND ALWAYS WILL

WHY MUST WE FIGHT

SO MANY WARS?     

 

PAMELA AUSTIN

 


My Soldier, As I Wait

 

Time passes slowly

When you are not near

And it slipped right through my hand

When I had you here

 

Hold my heart with gentle hands

You take it far away

To a place filled with poverty,

With hatred and dismay

 

You fight for our country,

Our freedom, and our lives

You sacrifice yourself

Putting everything aside

 

All day I think about you

And stare into empty space

Are you fighting on the battlefield

Or resting on the base?

 

So, when the road gets tough

And you have no where to hide

Let my face give you resolution

And put all your fears aside

 

 Stephanie

 


 

Beholding Beyond Words

 

Beholding Beyond Words To Our Servicemen and Women

Stationed Around the World In Far Away Places

There¹s Not Much We Can Say To Thank Them Enough

For What They Go Thru Each Day In the Rough

 

But: Give Them Our Thanks

Give Them Our Love

Give Them Our Regards

For a Safe Return

 

We Praise and Raise Our Hands to You

That Earned the Honor That We Now Bestow

We Salute You For A Job Bravely Done

And Applaud Your Courage In The Face Of The Unknown

 

Defending Freedom

Defending Liberty

Defending Peace  

At Home And Abroad

 

For The Past, Present, And Future Generations

Duty Will Always Be An Honorable Citation

To Stand The Ground That Freedom Upholds

To Endure Engagements Where Ever They Unfold

 

Defending Freedom

Defending Liberty

Defending Peace

At Home And Abroad

 

For Those MIA'S, POW'S,

Fallen Soldiers, Who Gave All They Could

We Will Search For As Long as It Takes

You Are Not Forgotten And Will Always Be

 

In Our Hearts

In Our Prayers

In Our Minds

For All Time

 

These Immortalized Soldiers Whose Bravery Abounds

They Are Sisters, Brothers Heroes Profound

They Enlisted For the Duty At Hand

To Serve The Cause Of Country And Land

 

They Serve With Honor

They Serve With Valor

They Serve With A Pride

That Will Change Them Forever

 

To Our Forces Standing Tall And Proud They Be

Our Country¹s Behind Them In A Solemn Sea

So Let The Flags Of Freedom Fly

Unfurled In Their Majesty High

In The Sun

In The Rain

In The Winds

 Across This Land

 

These Are The Things Our Country¹s Made Of

These Are The Things We Cherish And Love

So Let The Flags Of Freedom Fly

Unfurled In Their Majesty High

 

In The Sun

In The Rain

In The Wind

Across This Land

 

(Repeat)

 

Jerry Czykalowskyj

Copyright 2003  

  


"SSG Cameron Bryan Sarno"

 

Loving you was so very easy...

with your heart of gold -

a smile that was full of love -

and a life of never ending experiences.

your life was so full of excitement.

so, why then -

was such a life taken from us?

why, someone please tell me why?

a life so full of love and joy.

it doesn't  make any sense.

they say things happen for reasons -

but, I have yet to find the reason.

but there's one thing I do know -

Loving you was so very easy.

A love that will ultimately live on -

In my heart Forever...

I love you - SSG Cameron Bryan Sarno

 

Just Me -Teresa Sarno

Written for a very special man who died in Kuwait on September 1, 2003 while

serving his country.

 


A Soldiers Night

 

Hunkered down

And all alone

You wish for the arms

Of a loved one back home.

 

Facing the battles

Of the new day

"Lord, please protect me,"

Silently you pray.

 

Staring at the stars

You ask yourself "why?"

So many of your friends

May have to die.

 

Remembering your country

The land of the free

You will bring life and hope

Above all, you bring liberty.

 

So into this war

You'll give it your all

When you are frightened

On God, you can call.

Melissa Ramon

Copyright ©2003 Melissa Ramon 

 


 

A Marine's Promise

 

            He fights for your freedom day after day

            He risks his life in a land far away

            He fights a war for a reason that's clear

            To fight for the country that I love so dear

            Remembering the hopes and dreams of his past

            Praying all night that it