Passenger Creek Poem by David Michael Jackson

Sugar Camp Hollow by David Jackson We were raised in Sugar Camp Hollow on Passenger Creek where them reb soldiers camped it is said and the confederate gold is buried there or so the story goes and I knew you there and you and I both knew to leave those grounds where the small creek meets Passenger. We both knew to leave those grounds before dark. You and I shared the secrets of .....

We Were Poems

Can you tell me can you tell me oh brave one can you tell me this sky is blue for you, the same blue for me. This guy was always blue, young girls were always running in grand fashion running into the arms of love. I am neither wrong nor right. You are neither there nor here, not here at all. I am not here at all, We were poems, poems written in the night, poems written in the day, poems writ.....

You Me and Forever Love | Poem by Joyce Bell Willie Simpson

    You Me and Forever Love The moonlight fails            the thought prevails              to live a lie                              and yet i spy                                  through the keyhole of my being                        .      Love lies there alone          come out I say                        come out I pray                      and fill.....