i never had a beach house

this is another sad poem

it goes like this


i was in my teens

and pictured in my mind

living in a beach house

with a small boat

living as a writer


this world

would include no worries

just fun and love


living off the money from

poems published in magazines

and poetry book sales


by now you

know how it turned out


it went like this . . .


i had a good beginning —

religious magazines

gladly paid for poems

and sent me magazines

when poems were published


book sales

were slow for a couple of years

and for no apparent reason

began selling throughout here

and then Canada and England


i am not sure what happened next

or why . . .


it was like someone

flipped a light switch off


and that dream

of the cabin and boat on the beach


Published by Jim Wortham

As a teen, wanted to live from writing poetry. Wrote several books, selling nationally. Hung out with readers throughout the United States. My writing has been on back burner. Now dusting off my desk and have my pen in hand. Hope you enjoy some of what I write.

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