Year to Year
Day to Day
My hair is changing more to grey
Hesitation
A moment's pause
Wondering where my life has gone
So many dreams
I've yet to dream
Oh, but such is fate
I could still
Live a few
But for many it's too late
As they lay me
Down to rest
Tears down my cheek will run
Not for what
I did in life
But things I wish I'd done
Interesting. I wrote a poem with the same title last Thursday. It is true that procrastination tends to steal life accomplishments. Our legacy does not contain all the shoulda, coulda and wouldas we never got around to doing.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
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 book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
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