William Jackson

Rookie (San Antonio, Texas)

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There is not much to say about me really. The nagging question I ask myself after attempting to write a poem 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. Does it matter? Sometimes I think it does, and other times I wonder if my attempts have all been for naught. I ... more »

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  • fleur de lys (5/4/2010 12:28:00 AM)

    William I am unable to comment under your poems so I will say this about the piece entitled 'Sometimes I think I am Dorian Gray'...

    Elegant, memorable and satisfying to read. I love the way you have assumed the voice of the narcissist in such an involving, convincing way that draws the reader in.

  • Maricel Suarez (7/5/2007 9:24:00 AM)

    i like your thought..yes, you are right.. god never let evil to destroy us..we people, let evil to do so.

  • Rose Noir (8/19/2006 6:12:00 PM)

    You have such a awesome flair for writing William. Your poetry is beautiful.

  • Robert L Bixler III (3/13/2006 6:26:00 PM)

    William, you have some amazing poems... I love your use of allusions and metaphors. Great stuff! !

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Best Poem of William Jackson

When Dawn Spread Out Her Fingertips Of Rose

When Dawn spread out her fingertips of rose,
we went down to the sea, and there in the shallows,
in a protected place, you lay on your back in the brine,
gently buffeted by the incoming tide as I carefully upheld you
in my arms.

The small of your back rested upon the palm of my left hand,
and I cradled your face in the crook of my right arm.
Every now and again, I turned my back to the swells
to stop a rogue wave from crashing over you,
to protect your eyes from the stinging spray.

All the while your auburn hair spread out like a fan,
dancing in ...

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