Little Carole Jean
You were born to early...
She dances with her sins tonight
In the moon light they disappeared tonight...
So I have to let it out
From a long time, I have been holding it on...
POEM AT TWENTY PAST TWELVE
He took five steps...
A BRAVE HEART IN THE GRAVEYARD
Spots no height to fright...
Now lying here all beat to pulp and red
I do suppose it’s time to join those rows...
The birds will not sing in the trees this day.
The bees will not buzz about, busying themselves...
It's a dead man's party
that I know for sure...
Satan laughing spreads his wings to shelter his...
Though not his own he took me in...
Years have passed since you left
What I wouldn't do to have you back...
Welcome to the death of ky
this is my eulogy...
The holidays are missing
The best one I have known...