Elementia war

Writing

Blood, White, and Blue: February 2003

By Catherine Strayhall

It’s been more than 30 years since Nam. It’s been about 20 years since the Wall went up, but this is my first time visiting it. Right now, my nephew, Robin, is headed to Kuwait, and probably soon, Iraq, for another war.


Still Life

By Haley Renee Born

I’m sitting in the middle of nowhere, on a hill looking toward the horizon. No tripod, just crossed legs and my elbows resting on my knees, holding an old camera filled with darkroom film.


What He Carries

By Kristen Zuchowski

He carries his equipment He carries his uniform He carries his ammunition And his weapons But he carries much more He carries his heart His memories Though most importantly He carries his bandana with Psalm 91 printed on it The bandana is everything It’s his inspiration To keep going He already c


Hurricanes of War

By Julia Anne Ulmer

Our world is a sea From the oceans to the shore Not of water But of colors, textures, sounds, and war. You look around to see the green waves of grass.


Lords & Ladies

By Eric Carter

The ten story castle Was not built for battle But instead was the town That did nothing but frown And all the time they are training The lords and ladies are waiting To be ready for a war Bigger than ever before.


Normandy, music & lyrics by

By Phil Roach

A soldier dies on the battlefield on a beach in Normandy just barely old enough to shave and just off papas knee buried in the ground with theses final words [Chorus] Dear ma and pa im doin fine here overseas I send my love from me and John and the company now I gotta go gotta run don’t you worry


War That Can Not Be Won

By Taylor Haviland

We are all rugged people, and through out soft degrees. Many a mean have shouted, Many have fallen too their knees. We think we’re at war with others, But wrong because we are at war with ourselves, A war that has long begun A war that can not be won.


Vintage War

By Dotty Harrison

Life to all, the empty promise I’ve found something new Take your script and watch it slip through Cracks so obvious

And we still fight in vain Who’s the one that wins? No one’s truly saved No room left to swim Life to all, the empty promise


A Trench in Hell

By Patrick Barry

Rain floods the trenches on a cold darkened night, And the battle drags on.


Relics of the Past

By Michelle Chan

The peace the nations had promised Some days that were gold Now all fade into stardust Disappearing with the old

Yet the Earth shock beneath them Then the final warning rung They whom nature condemned Lost their wings because of the sun


Sarah Forbes Bonetta: Captured African Princess

By Calla Hinderks

Screams thickened the air, A scene taken from a nightmare, Flames licked through the dry grass, Tribe members pounded the ground, fleeing, Rifles blasting, the sound deafening, I hid in my hut, Peering through the window, The air smelled of smoke and blood, My parents’ heads lay a stone’s throw a