jim foulk

Rookie (july 7,1943 / des moines iowa)

jim foulk Poems

81. On A Day Like Today 12/19/2006
82. Only Memories Left 12/14/2006
83. Open Minds 3/31/2007
84. Our Heart Condemns Us 4/24/2007
85. Pickpocket 4/11/2007
86. Poems Are Part Of Me 12/14/2006
87. Poetry In The Sky 12/19/2006
88. Poetry Unlimited 2/9/2007
89. Rain Drops 4/25/2007
90. Rolling River 4/6/2007
91. Sailing Down Life's River 4/20/2007
92. Someday Soon 4/9/2007
93. Sounds Of Nature 1/30/2007
94. Streams Of Broken Hearts 1/7/2007
95. Take My Heart 4/4/2007
96. Take Our Snow Please 1/27/2007
97. Thanks Rain 4/25/2007
98. The Day Old Shep Died 12/12/2006
99. The Days Of Yesterday 12/14/2006
100. The Lane Of Your Heart 12/19/2006
101. The Moon So High 12/17/2006
102. The Moth Hound 12/13/2006
103. The Old Checkered Coat 12/14/2006
104. The Storm Within Us 12/19/2006
105. The Storms Have Passed 12/12/2006
106. The Wheels Of Time 12/14/2006
107. Thinking Of The Past 12/14/2006
108. Tip Of My Memory 4/22/2007
109. To Much Hair 4/11/2007
110. Too Many Chicks 4/16/2007
111. Tortosise And The Hare: The True Story 4/14/2007
112. Trapped In Time 2/15/2007
113. Travels Of A Rock 4/7/2007
114. Unconditional Love 1/11/2007
115. Until That Day Comes 12/17/2006
116. Up, Up, You Go 12/17/2006
117. What Makes The Clouds Echo Roar 12/14/2006
118. Why, Oh Why 12/23/2006
119. You Can'T Tell 1/23/2007
Best Poem of jim foulk

Lonely Am I

Lonely are the nights
Lonely are the days
Lonely am I, in so many ways

Lonely are the seasons
Lonely are the years
So lonely am I, that it brings tears.

Lonely is this place
Lonely is my life
Lonely am I, that I reach for a knife

Lonely is this court room
Lonely is my sentence
So lonely am I that I ask for repentance.

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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.

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