Soul's Longing
I miss the open
fields, yard, shores, and horizon
and weep to return.
fields, yard, shores, and horizon
and weep to return.
© Jeremy L. Heath, 2025. All rights reserved
Blessed father, happy husband, proud Hoosier and unrepentant American. All poetry on this blog is my own unless otherwise noted. NOTE: My poetry may NOT be used by other individuals, corporations, or for AI purposes without express written permission.
Monday, July 7, 2025
Friday, July 4, 2025
America First
America First
On this Sacred Day,
embrace America First
without exception.
© Jeremy L. Heath, 2025. All rights reserved
Thursday, July 3, 2025
A Welcome Rain
A Welcome rain
Mowing, weed whacking,
Cutting fallen logs before
Refreshing rain comes.
Cutting fallen logs before
Refreshing rain comes.
© Jeremy L. Heath, 2025. All rights reserved
Tuesday, July 1, 2025
A Simple Fact
A Simple Fact
A city fella
will never know true freedom
till he can move out.
© Jeremy L. Heath, 2025. All rights reserved
Sunday, June 29, 2025
Night fishing
Night Fishing
Ain't nothing biting
'cept rocks, sticks, weeds, and of course
The mosquitoes
'cept rocks, sticks, weeds, and of course
The mosquitoes
© Jeremy L. Heath, 2025. All rights reserved
Friday, June 27, 2025
Vacation
Vacation
Line in the water
With a cold beer in my hand...
Great morning so far!
With a cold beer in my hand...
Great morning so far!
© Jeremy L. Heath, 2025. All rights reserved
Wednesday, June 25, 2025
Poetry
A dandelion
spreads its seeds upon the wind
I try with my words.
spreads its seeds upon the wind
I try with my words.
© Jeremy L. Heath, 2025. All rights reserved.
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