John F. McCullagh
Poems of John F. McCullagh
|1.||Sacred Flame (A tale of the Neanderthals) l||2/26/2010|
|2.||"84th floor west office 12 people trapped"||6/26/2014|
|3.||"To the People of Texas & All Americans in the World: "||10/4/2012|
|4.||(It Was) A Very Good Year.||10/24/2010|
|5.||50 Years on||11/21/2012|
|7.||A Brewed Awakening||11/29/2010|
|8.||A Candle in the Window -new-||12/13/2014|
|9.||A Certain Star||12/14/2013|
|10.||A Child of Then||5/27/2012|
|11.||A Cry in the Night||11/4/2010|
|12.||A Cup of Tea||2/16/2010|
|13.||A Dark Day without Rain||11/12/2011|
|14.||A Farewell to Brittany||11/3/2014|
|15.||A hero of the City||8/15/2014|
|16.||A knife in the Heart||2/11/2011|
|17.||A Life in the Theater||5/1/2010|
|18.||A Light before Dying (Dark humor)||9/28/2010|
|19.||A Little Bit of Brooklyn||8/29/2010|
|20.||A Loss like No Other||11/16/2013|
For God and Country
"Did I hesitate a moment? Did I stop and wonder why?
We were ordered to attack from some blunderer up high.
We were all, I think, afraid. Who wouldn't be right then?
Those Russians were entrenched and had artillery with them.
We must have looked magnificent on our chargers riding high
As we rode for God and Country, we knew Death was standing by.
I saw my brother Henry die and more brave lads besides.
We dressed the line and galloped on, We who were about to die.
My horse was shot