Category: Marine Corps Stories

Heroes Carved In Stone
By Sabrina Stidham

I stood staring in awe as my gaze settled upon a black granite wall of memories.

As I stood there not a muscle in my body twitched, except for the rhythmic beating of my weary heart.

Before me, a great wall, with the names of Fathers, Sons, Brothers, Daughters; Soldiers; Heroes…carved in stone. As I looked at the granite I saw behind it. A scene of tangled jungles, mud covered boots, people crying, as their lives came to an unwritten end. On the ground I saw the bodies of fallen soldiers, bloody and cold from death. In my heart I felt their pain and fear, which lingered in their unforgotten souls. read more

Carrying A Gun
by Cpl. Paul Scanlan

This is a story of my brothers and I. All we have experienced together…its something that I wrote as a story and slowly became a poem. Many people think they know what war is like, but until they’ve actually been there, they’ll never truly know what we Warriors endured. Semper Fi! read more

Can You Imagine
by Roxanne Barefoot

Can you Imagine how it feels
To lay alone at the end of the day
To stay awake just for the chance
That he will call just to say hey

Can you Imagine how it feels
To cringe at the sound of every gun
And to think that he may never
Get the chance to have a son read more

Untitled…
By Bruno Bonaldi

Yes I am joining the Marine Corps
Yes I am requesting my MOS to be Infantry
Yes I will be trained to fight to kill to protect freedom and democracy
Yes I want to be at the FRONT!
I will make the Corps my house where I will guard it from all evil
My fellow Marines will be my family, and I will risk my life to save theirs
My Strength, My Honor, My Pride, My Courage, My Commitment, My Desire will be my shield against the enemy…
I will fight for the Red, White and Blue and everything it stands for…
The Same Red that represents the BLOOD of all Warriors that fought this country's battles
The Same White which represents PEACE
The Same BLUE which represents our Blue sky where we look up to dream away, to wonder, to imagine, to look for hope…
Yes I am joining the Marine Corps read more

Sgt. Grit,

This past Christmas I traveled with my wife and two girls from Northern California where we live to Chicago, the city I grow up in and my parents and two siblings live. While there I was surprised to here that my younger brother wrote a poem for his schools veterans day festivities. I got to tell you, this poem really got to me. Not that it wasn?t as big of a deal to him as it was for me but that he couldn?t understand why I was so touched after reading it. He put this poem together himself and was the only kid in his grade to have something for the special day. read more

My brother left for San Diego on August 13, 2006 which is my mother's birthday. So I wrote him this poem, and I just wanted to share it.

Boot Camp

We learn to fight
Down at dusk up at dawn
Building our bodies
Gaining brains, gaining brawn

I learn of my rifle
And all of its strengths
I crawl, and I climb,
And I run great, great lengths read more

A Birthday Tribute to a Great Marine!
By Bob Beskar 5-19-2004

I know a great man, and one proud Marine…
who’s also a hero, and quite often is seen.

This month he will turn, a mere 84…
And his name is “Chuck” Lindberg… a legend and more.

On a far away island, during W.W.II,
is where his fame started, and others did too. read more

YeahI Knew Him and The Healing by Ben Weihrich, Jr.

For My Brothers and Sisters who stood the watch in the "RICE PADDIES"

YEAH- I KNEW HIM

The "DUKE"(John Wayne) in "THE FLYING LEATHERNECKS" said it best when he found out that one of his buddies had "brought the farm" (KIA- killed in action),"Yeah- I knew him". read more

BEN A MARINE
provided by Ann Hixson

They took a boy and made a man, molded him brave and strong.
They took his adolescent dreams and taught him to follow along.

The honor in his serving, being a United States Marine.
Did they prepare his heart to bear these things he’s never seen? read more

Untitled Poems
by Tonya Bennett

DEAR JESUS,

ITS ANOTHER LONELY NIGHT
MY HUSBAND IS IN IRAQ
SO I LYE HERE IN OUR BED TRYING
TO FALL A SLEEP
I DONT WANT TO CRY ANYMORE
I WANT THE PAIN TO GO AWAY
MY HUSBAND IS MY LIFE
DEAR LORD WHAT WOULD I DO WITHOUT HIM

WHEN HE IS NOT HERE
THERE IS A HOLE IN MY HEART
THAT ONLY HE CAN FILL read more