Hello fellow poet. You changed my life!

I was afraid to contact you. You were well known as the poet in your city throughout our state in other states and several countries. Your books were sold in all the independent bookstores. And later I saw your poetry books in book racks in major bookstore chains. I felt small compared to you. I

When you meet me

If you are ever around an off-beat shop or a cigar bar or record shop or used book store you will probably find me there smoking a cigar, searching for old jazz records or looking for poetry books by unknown poets (like myself) I’m that kind of person And if you see me wink and

The message that broke her heart

A young woman sits on the ground beside a tree tracing a design into the dirt with her fingers She looks into the sky then across the fields then back into the sky thinking about her spouse (a police officer) she had waiting for to celebrate their newborn child the message arrived he won’t be

Love, where are you hiding?

When I love I write happy poems When love is over I write sad poems When love is neither now or over I rearrange my poems When I’m tired of rearranging my poems I get on my knees and pray for love ______________________ From “Touching You Touching Me” a book published in 1974 by Jim

Dear Crystal

Today I had a steady stream of inspiration I thought of you every time my watch ticked _______________________________ From “Touching You Touching Me” a book published in 1974 by Jim Wortham

Kiss me and love me. Leave when you must.

It’s those extra years that won’t allow our relationship to survive (we can’t understand how this can happen now but it will) I’m years older than you My face and body appear youthful now I treat you with love and respect and loving words (you are not use to that with younger men) If we