He sits down in the middle of his field of broken dreams, He hangs his head and feels the pain inside, It once was full of life and hope, but now it only seems, Decay is all that's left, and broken pride. . . . more
Dear Kat: I'll see if I can rustle up some poems by John T. Harllee -- I do have a couple of copies of his poetry book, plus there may be more online. Otherwise I could just transcribe a little. Thanks for the ping and have a swingin' holiday week! -- Viz
Thanks for the friend request! Several years ago I used to get this newsletter called 'Southern Libertarian Messenger' from a John T. Harllee who lived in Florence, SC. But we never found out what happened to him. He also wrote poetry (still have his 'Time Enough For Love' collection). He also had a book club called Harleian Miscellany. Quite an interesting fellow. Have a terrific Thanksgiving week and thanks again!
Not sure, my last ping may have ponged instead! Thanks for the friend invite, love your postings and we seem to have a lot in common. See you on Gather!
seriously, I need to warn ppl now because too many have asked me not to post "such" questions... oh no!!! lady did it again!!! and then I get hit with another community flag.
prudish ppl!!!
Glad to see that we will probably have a great and exciting friendship! =)
