Biography of jim foulk
there is somuch to tell since i was a kid and a teenager not much has happened to me. i grew up in the 1950's which was a great time to grow up. in 1950 we got our first tv set. we were the only ones in 6 blocks that had a tv set. everyone came over to our house to watch our tv. in those days tv was not on 24 hours a day like it is now, so when you first turned the set on, all you got was a test pattern. the first tv show i saw was the kate smith show. i had this dog named shep i had him for nine years. some of the storys about him is really something. i use to take him to the movies with me, and he would wait for 3 hours until i came out and i did not tie him up. i would go to the drug store and be in there for 2 hours and he would be there when i came out. but one day he was gone, i looked all over for him but no shep. i went home for supper, but he was not there. after supper i went back up to the drug store and there he was waiting for me. he was there for at least four hours, but he thought i was still there. another time him and i were walking up the railroad tracks and he fell down this hole and got stuck, at the bottom was this creek that was about ten or fifteen feet down. i went home to get a rope and when i got back he was gone, i thought that he fell through, but he did not, i went back home no shep, i looked everywhere for him but no shep. i went back to the hole by the train tracks and there he was waiting for me. he was the best friend i had. i had very few friends but shep was my friend and helped me get through some tough times. in 1956 my family moved from grinnell iowa to des moines. there they had the big movie palaces, where my friend danny and i went every saturday afternoon. in 1962 he went and joined the army, and he was sent to viet namm. in 1977 my wife judy and i moved to denver co. a lot of things happend from 1943 until now but that is it for now.
jim foulk's Works:
none yet, but there is still time yet. i have sent in short stories and poems, but no luck yet
jim foulk Poems
Lonely Am I
Lonely are the nights Lonely are the days Lonely am I, in so many ways
Childhood Faded Away
Childhood Faded away, to a far away land, simple, so simple were we, Days of Play,
Always Someone Worse
There are times we feel, like giving up, empty, drawn out, life not worth living,
A Moment In Time
A Time to live, a time to die, life is like a vapor so short and swift.
A Poet In His Own Time
Who am I to criticize others, I'm a poet in my own time, my own place and my own world. I just write what I see feel,
Birds Of Spring
Birds of spring they bring on so many things sounds they send to each other,
Do you barely see, the sun in the sky, when you know it's very high.
Buried Between Two Trees
Back home again in the yard I used to play in
Blue Roses Just For You
Blue Roses Just For You, to show my love, desire, to hold you tight, know this we our right.
Colors Of Autumn
I can smell fall in the air my eyes behold golden leaves as
First Robin Of Spring
Today heard a beautiful sound, it was up in a tree, sitting on a branch so alone, spring is near by.
Dogs are one kind of friend to have, memories of them we share in our hearts
A Letter To My Dad
Dad it's been twenty years, since you have been gone now when ever I think of you the thought, brings tears
Drops Of Poetry
Drops of Poetry, on my mind, soaking in memories, of things I remember,
Poems Are Part Of Me
Poems are part of me, until
I become part of them.
I have to write, what I hear, see and feel.
When poems are written, the world shall stop
and listen to what was said,
as a poet, I hope it's not a flop.
When ever I die, the poem will live on,
always read, always praised,
long after I'm gone.