| Thank
you
for
visiting
. |
here you shall find me
must find me
we must meet
having met, we
must
meet again in the
shadows
of
truth
beauty shines
through the
window and
dances with the
dust in the
air
the cat sits by
the window
watching the
birds
I sit by the
window with your
memory
watching for you
in the birds
in the trees
we must meet
across the river
in the shade of
that tree
that tree we
cling to
so the raging
waters of the
flood
may not drown us
in our own
innocence
Homeless Alone
Waiting
/ Until
Then
Ultimate Game of Cards
/ Here
We Are Now
There Are No Favorites
/
Trust
the
Breeze
For
Just A Second
/ What Did It
Matter
Texture
/ Matters
A Bunch
/ And
What If I Should Win
/ a
poem for elisha / Depression
/ Driving Pain
Essential
in Spring / Fire
/ (Fire
in Spanish)
/ Firefly
/ Histories
Are Not My Stories
I
Wish I Knew Rosa
/ Idea
Of The Week
/ It's
Too
Late Tonight / Mindy
/ No Red
Ode
To Engineers / Oh
My / Oh Sunlight
/ Poems
/ Questions/Answers
Seeds
and Weeds
/ Self
/
She
/ Spelling
Correction / Stalker
/
Sugar
Camp Hollow
Tell
Me Why / The
News / The Spring
Blossoms / The
Weeping Grows / To
Heal
Uncle
Webb / Untitled
/ Untitled2
/
Wait
/ Web
Published
Poets /
Where
Mozart
is Buried
winter
and the trees have no leaves / Y2K
Boo-Hoo Blues
/ Yes/No
/
Waiting
for the Docs
young
David Jackson's poetry
Chosen
for "Poem of the Day"
For
Willie / Momentary
Flicker / No
Red / A
Bunch / Too
Late
Summer
Breeze / Song
Bird
Everytime
I See You / Gold
Mine Blues
The
Heartache Cafe / The
Fiddler
write
David
Links
The
Crows / The
Ribs / Me
An' Th' Boiz
Bozo
/ Cloud
/ It
Is Enough
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