John Jackson (El Juero)
|
 |
worthA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)is there always a tomorrow? |
 |
Jingle dressA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)for a friend... |
 |
maturation beckoning...A Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)autobiographical. |
 |
memoA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)faces come out of the rain... |
|
hazeA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)I remember, I think... |
 |
the gauntletA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)walk through challenges |
 |
lazy Sunday, post meridiemA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)In a mid afternoon...the refracted light enters your eyesI cannot tell what you're thinkingunsure if I want to knowI need you to hold me nowplea.. |
 |
nascent summerA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)beautiful days here in Alaska |
 |
bruised and bleedingA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)exposed... |
 |
clotheslineA Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)one of my few pristine memories |
first
prev
Profile
Writing
Friends
Share This