Jaye Tomas Two Poems

Maybe It Was The Wine Maybe it was the wine the way it went to my face and bloomed there like a dragon's kiss maybe it was the way your eyes crinkled as you looked at me like I was important to you. Maybe...

Poet’s Stage

Poetry is all around us. It is in the music we love, the rhymes we remember from childhood, in the theatre that moves us and makes us laugh, in the quotes we quote and the jingles we hate, (but nevertheless hum...