my broken heart
greed dripping
the blood
my broken country
in the age of
the con man
shadowed
by reaganomics
I’d cry
If my tears weren’t dry
Song in my dreams
Echoes and screams
1968 is 2020
No more!
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...
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...
Love ya!
Jane