James : Writing

A Kentucky Mountain Top

A Kentucky Mountain Top

A Poem by James


I remember my fatherwhen I was youngand he still had the lungsof a young man.The dirt under his nails,the black sootthat never washed from the back of..
On the Banks of the Mithi River

On the Banks of the Mithi River

A Poem by James


Just a poem.
It's Just Life

It's Just Life

A Poem by James


Just goofing off a little.
Reflecting On Time Spent In The Desert

Reflecting On Time Spent In The Desert

A Poem by James


The desert heat in Julyis much the same as it is in May,I've felt it in both months,dry, stifling -- dry, and cold at night.The desert tortoise comes ..
Ever Really There

Ever Really There

A Poem by James


as I stoodat the base of the cliff,I looked skywardat the sheer rock.And I as I stared,with the sun in my eyes,I wondered aloudat what I was doing in ..
Canoeing The Cumberland River in 1998

Canoeing The Cumberland River in 1998

A Poem by James


We took a trip in the summer of '98Canoeing down the Cumberland River.A rented boat, two extra paddles,A cooler secured with duct tape,Sunscreen " and..
Jazz Is Where It's At

Jazz Is Where It's At

A Poem by James


A trip through any southern city will give you a taste of several musical genres, everything from gospel, folk, country, bluegrass, and jazz. Many tim..
Pardon Me, Boy

Pardon Me, Boy

A Poem by James


I spent last night in Chattanooga, Tennessee
Not a Poem, Just excited

Not a Poem, Just excited

A Poem by James


http://tankajournal.com/issue.php?id=8&issue=5
Reach For Me

Reach For Me

A Poem by James


Hear my voice on a cool Spring eveningIt whispers through the trees,carried on the sea breeze across the coastal plainto rest on your gentle lobe.And ..

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