The Vulnerability of Life

In the late Summer of 2010, I came upon my first poignant realization of the fear of death. I was preparing to leave the States for a deployment to Afghanistan, and all signs were pointing to it being a very active and remote section of the country where heavy combat was likely. I had just…

A Lovely Dream

I wrote this poem for my beloved wife, while apart from her in Afghanistan. I lay in slumber and I dream of a woman far away, Who waits in silence tenderly for that fateful day. I long to hold her hand and smell her fragrant hair, But alas she walks on by me and all…