Half-Mast

In honor of my hometown of Annapolis, Maryland The effervescence of ships lies waiting as dawn’s early light tells the story. The masts are still sleeping, and flags unfurl in dead silence. God’s grace patiently calls this place home. A…

Infants of the Infantry

  It’s 5 am, and the town’s still dark. Flags lining the main street hang low like there's no tomorrow. Winding roadways glare with oncoming headlights, and my love is calling me home. The dawn's very early light ignites the…

Sad Flowers

  God calls on the dawn to wake the earth, but a shroud hovers as the sun tries to illuminate the land. Saddened spirits are in disrepair - only prayer and our Father can bless the wounded military. I meander…