Poems by dr.jim
Sounds of sorrow in the wind
Drifting across the plains of life
Searching for a place to rest,
and be heard.
No one listens,
No one cares,
But sorrow knows no bounds
And keeps no friends.
For sorrow is a wanderer,
from one end of the world to the other.
Sorrow is forever lurking.
Biographical sketch: Happily married father of 4.36 years old,
I live and work in a small farming
community in Canada.
The Norton Anthology of Poetry by W.W.Norton&Company
Reason: The total diversity of poems I find is overwhelming.
Recommendations for writers:
Visualize what you want to say then put it on paper,that is what
makes a poem great.When the person reading is seeing themselves in the