William Jackson (San Antonio, Texas)
There is not much to say about me really. The nagging question I always ask myself after attempting to write something is this: Is what I have written any good? (Is it even poetry?)
Much of what I have written probably is not good and is not even poetry, but I write anyway. Why do I write? Who do I really write for? Does it even matter? Sometimes I think it does, and other ... more »
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- A Bad Poem for the Ages
- A Poem for Miss Hamilton
- A Sublime Moment
- A word for the wise.
- And the world whirled on.
- At the end of it all, what will remain?
- At times I think I am Dorian Gray.
- Dog Tired Revisited
- F8 And Be There.
- Feel Something!
- Flying Too Close to the Sun
- For the heart is all!