Judgement Park

by Dale Hudgins Copyright December 19, 2004

EXCERPT OF OF THIS POEM

All day,

the price you pay,

credit the wind, blame the moon,

yes, it's June.

The cards I write, the letters I read,

snow-capped mountains in my view,

can't get a sight, not a single bead 

for Highway 8.

Please look for the rest of this poem and others in my soon to be realeased book of poems found online at lulu.com.  Thanks, Dale Hudgins.