“Feed My Friends” Dying all alone in the deepest woods or swamp: give back to the beasts! Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn More Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Like Loading... March 9, 2016March 9, 2016 by richwrapper Categories: Age, Death, Haiku, J Richards, Poem, PoetryTags: Dying, feed the beasts!, Swamp, Woods
“Winter Swamp Walk” My ‘woods jeans’ hide well. Someone told them what’s in store. I should go hide too! Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn More Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Like Loading... January 26, 2016January 26, 2016 by richwrapper Categories: Haiku, J Richards, Poem, Poetry, Swamp, Walk, WinterTags: Swamp, Walk, winter, woods jeans