Hurry! Hurry!
We run around,
Reaching places,
At a certain time,
Minutes, Seconds,
Tick away,
Not to be late,
But catch time,
That slips away,
Between our fingers,
As we lose all,
Family, Friends, People,
Only Faces remain in memory,
The way they smiled,
The way they said so and so,
A fondness remains afterwards,
In the mind of each person,
That held a glimpse, A look,
An impact, A mark, A gaze,
Whereas others; pedestrains,
Passers-by, Are lost forever,
Deleted from mind and memory,
Without a trace or a rememberance.
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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