Ernest James : Writing

Whenever It Feels Right

Whenever It Feels Right

A Poem by Ernest James


You've been away for some time And I've been just itching to pick up Where we left off Revealing what I've hidden away for so long The sooner that..
Withered

Withered

A Poem by Ernest James


Should shadows come and darken my days Should I then be still and know my place Should I be whole or torn to disgrace Though I be hindered I'll ho..