Poems from JPB
Walk.Walk where?Walk home.What home?What makes it home?A house, a bed, a room?Is it really home?No.Where is home?This was my home,Where...
Oh what a glorious end.So long awaited,T'is glorious to meet my departure.Gay my family shall be,When I am gone forever from here.To be...
Just another word, it matters not.Another way of getting my attention or destroying my mood.May I remain called out of reason good, not...
Made empty is the word of many.So much pain and sorrow to follow,We will soon know the worth of the penny,For that is the worth of the...
Out onto the road of least travel,Up the jagged rocky path,Cluttered with twigs and thorn;A horrid mess of rocks and stones,Bushes and...