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teresa nicastro Jan 2018
I step outside in the dark to early morning breezes
I stop, close my eyes and take a deep breath
Dark clouds in the night sky, the sun is still asleep
Birds start to wake, leaves starts to ruffle
The morning is almost near.
I love morning breeze, everything is so nice and cool
Fall is officially here.
Halloween and Thanksgiving will soon appear.
Cool breezes blow, winter will soon be here
Hot chocolate and marshmallows I love this time of year.
Bundle up warm, its about to get cold
I like to be warm Im getting way to old.
Cool breezes blowing throughout the night
I will be able to leave my windows open so I can sleep tight.
Leaves fall to the grown as breezes blow
There are leaves to rake and grass to mow.
Breezes blow , temperatures drop, I love this time of year
teresa nicastro Jan 2018
I sit here alone and think about the past
Volunteering with you, we had a blast
Talking about life, you helped me grow
You were sad, you never let it show
My best friend and second mom you came to be
we talked about boys and what not to do
Any crisis you pulled me through
I wish would have repaid
I grew up and moved away
My heart breaking as I drove away
Time to start a new part of my life
Issy, you dealt with so much pain and strife
Fifteen years later I found you again
Picking up like old friends
Smiles comes to my face
Together again, we found our happy place
Then my heart sank one day
A message of a very sad day
You were sick in a very bad way
Prayers to you in heaven, no more pain
many thoughts of you still remain
I miss you Issy my friend
teresa nicastro Jan 2018
Homeless vets fill our streets
dealing with addictions they cannot beat
Stand on street corners begging for food
Often standing with broken down shoes
It makes me sad to see what happened to them
Returned home to anger and hate from a war 40 years ago
Tired not to let emotions show
Our boys today come home with missing limbs and distraught minds
Soldiers trouble adapting to normal lives
Sometimes they just cannot survive
Sick, hungry, and tired when they finally come for help
Then they don't stay
All they do is run away
And go back to the streets
Somewhere out there they still have families and friends who care
Soldiers feel life on the streets is a burden to bare
Its sad to see what happened to these warriors
Reduced to life on the streets
teresa nicastro Jan 2018
Sky so blue, mountains so green
Most beautiful thing I have ever seen
Fields of flowers for miles around
Listening to the silence as the wind blows
Beauty of the earth it shows
Trees so talk, smell of pine in the air
I sit here and relax without a care
Natures beauty I enjoy
I pick up a stick and throw it like a toy
Fire burns in the night sky
Pretty glow of orange to warm us
Toasting marshmellows a yummy treat
Under the night sky this can't be beat
Coyotes howl in the night
Animals roam under the safety of night
Beautiful deer don't want to fight
I sleep under the night sky
Close my eyes and let out a sigh
Crickets chirping what a beautiful sound
Sweet thoughts I dream as I lay on the ground
Nature is such a beautiful thing to see
teresa nicastro Jan 2018
Soldier leaves to go to war
Smiles as he walks out the door
"Will leave the light on for you daddy til you come home"
Remember your never alone
His child hugs him goodbye
He tries so hard not to cry
"I drew a picture for you daddy so you won't forget"
It was a house with the light on and his child outside
His heart his breaking inside
Taking a break from patrol
Looking at his childs picture while sitting in a hole
Closes his eyes, he can see the light
Renewed his strength to never give up the fight
Battles won, its time to go home
As he pulls up to his house he see the light on
Tears fill his eyes, and a smile comes to his face.
The light on I come home to my happy place
teresa nicastro Jan 2018
Medivac landing, rotors turning with an omninous roar

Medics open the sliding door, boots on the ground

Blood dripping down his face, holding his buddy’s hand

Kneeling down next to his stretcher in the Iraqi sand

Wounded soldiers loaded on board

Medivac doors slams shut the door, and lifts to the air

Medics immediately begin emergency care

Blood stained uniforms cut away, blood sweep done

Fluids hanging, holding his buddy’s hand , he won’t let go



Blood drenched face, he takes a deep breath

No more fighting my friend, we cheated death

Back against the helicopter wall he closes his eyes

Thinking that this was the day he may not have survived

We go home together or not at all

You hear your buddy say from the stretcher, it was my call



We’re okay my friend, we won the fight

You are going to sleep in a warm bed tonight

He takes a deep breath and his hands begin to shake

I’m still here he says to himself, I’m still here

When you are able will sit down and have a beer.
teresa nicastro Dec 2017
Patrol today, battle at night

Getting to tired to fight

Piece by piece my spirit drains

Blood from my friends leaves a stain

Sadness and pain of empty faces

Watching us from different places

Is the enemy hiding is dark places?

Piece by Piece the innocent rebuild

So many innocent people and soldiers killed

How do they find happiness amongst destruction?

Children play in the streets

Such a simple culture that continues to survive

It takes so much to stay alive

Piece by Piece broken spirits return

So many simple things I have learned

Patrol today, thank god no battle tonight

Pieces of me are over the fight.

No more battles, no more death

So many buddies turned to ****

Bodies and Spirits destroyed from that life

Going home and pick up the pieces with his my wife

Pieces by Piece my pain goes away

With the rise of the sun, begins a new day
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