By James G Piatt | Poetry
Sandy paths covered with tears of blood falling on searing sand creating splinters like...
Author: James G Piatt
War
By James G Piatt | Poetry
How Do you read an elegy for a soldier that was never written, or...
How Do you read an elegy for a soldier that was never written, or...
I Often Wonder
By James G Piatt | Poetry
I often wonder, When will men give up Their avarice and petty Ways? When...
I often wonder, When will men give up Their avarice and petty Ways? When...
I Dreamt
By James G Piatt | Poetry
In the crimson haze of an unexpected day, I dreamt of things I recalled...
In the crimson haze of an unexpected day, I dreamt of things I recalled...