#AmericanWriters
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
The old men used to sing And lifted a brother Carefully Out the door I used to think they
Look into her eyes and know: She does not think
in our lifetime. Which makes the idea of elections Notice how this word has “man” right in the middle of it? That’s one reason I like it. He is right there, front and center. But he i...
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is
When you see water in a stream you say: oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the river you say: oh, this is water
As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
Knowing you might some day come and how unprepared I’ve always been like Mr. Sloppy in Charles Dickens’