Depot #81by James Landrith Creatively spent, you came and you went. No glory to hope, just burntout excess. The best is past, the sands through the glass. All hope is […]

Old Man on the Southside of Peoria by James Landrith Your expressionless face still haunts me Burning into my memory With those eyes hard, cold like your life hard, cold […]

Petty Reasoning by James Landrith Listen to the sound of disaste coming down. Flowing like liquid and infecting all. Understanding of society won’t make you keen. Actual, true wisdom few […]

Question For Herby James LandrithCan you say to me what I want to hear? Can you convey to me a message that is clear? Can you love me as though […]

Welsh Witch by James Landrith Your music guiding, playing its part, like your beauty, it fills my heart. Hours spent in silent reverie, for your love eternally condemned from me. […]

Familiar Stranger by James Landrith Watching from afar seeing you leave seeing you come knowing your schedule unaware of your destinations separated from you yet a part of your world […]

3rd Seat; 1st Row by James Landrith Published 2003 in Eternal Portraits (poetry.com) Looking at her from across the room, does she know what I’m thinking? While I detach myself […]