These peaks By Justin Sturtz, US Army Veteran These peaksLet us disconnectSee the beauty in the simplicitySee the complexity of nature These peaks Did not speak but they listenedTo our laughterTo our storiesTo ourselves These peaks Bore witness to the things we could not speak
Lightning Strike by Alan Brown The lightning strike exploded at the base of a mature, sturdy aspen.
Isolated by Mark Seery, 1998 the silent screams of my sleep surpassed only by the stifled screams of my wake fear, rage and mistrust i don’t bend break like i used to don’t push me kick a dog get bit The Change by Mark Seery,
Poetry by SGT Michael John Lemke, USA (Retired) Every OIF soldier knows the starlight of an Iraqi sky, the timelessness of the desert, and the endless tension of a night patrol to nowhere doing nothing. This is for you, who are NOT forgotten, but prayed for
Huts for Vets Like the lines of white crosses Just above the Normandy sands, And so many places else. My belated tears fall in a line for my dead Onto the rough floor of a pine cabin 11,000 feet above the sea, And their desert
Huts for Vets was founded in Aspen, Colorado in January 2013 to provide, at no cost to participants, wilderness and communal experiences as therapeutic healing for U.S. veterans and active-duty service members.