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 Certain Star||12/14/2013|
|9.||A Child of Then||5/27/2012|
|10.||A Cry in the Night||11/4/2010|
|11.||A Cup of Tea||2/16/2010|
|12.||A Dark Day without Rain||11/12/2011|
|13.||A hero of the City||8/15/2014|
|14.||A knife in the Heart||2/11/2011|
|15.||A Life in the Theater||5/1/2010|
|16.||A Light before Dying (Dark humor)||9/28/2010|
|17.||A Little Bit of Brooklyn||8/29/2010|
|18.||A Loss like No Other||11/16/2013|
|19.||A Man for All Seasons||1/28/2011|
|20.||A Member Of The Corps||6/15/2012|
The Poppy Seller
The poppy seller stands near the Rotunda.
He vends his paper flowers as before.
He wears a small red poppy in Remembrance
of heroes fallen in our nation’s wars.
The people pass as if he’s’ non existent,
more interested to buy well watered beer.
The Veteran feels the sting of their indifference-