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. […]
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Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. – Carl Sandburg
Question For Her
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 […]
Read moreDepot #81
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 […]
Read morePetty Reasoning
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 […]
Read moreFamiliar Stranger
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 […]
Read more3rd Seat; 1st Row
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 […]
Read moreThe Occupants
The Occupants by James Landrith This poem My friends this title nothing ever changes (1990 – title by Brian K. Dennison, Camp Lejeune, NC) Copyright © 1990 James A. Landrith, […]
Read moreThe Male A.S. 1990
The Male A.S. 1990 by James Landrith I’m not that person that person you’ve mistaken me for Perhaps I resemble him funny though, ‘cuz I have no belief in him […]
Read moreSandra’s Intoxication
Sandra’s Intoxicationby James LandrithAlienation the most complete self torture death on the inside No escape Life goes on for the lucky who can’t feel No way back from the hideous […]
Read moreConcrete Dreams 1989
Concrete Dreams 1989 by James Landrith I was 18. 18. So in love. I had no time. Copyright © 1989 James A. Landrith, Jr. All rights reserved.
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