The Little Cemetery on the Hill
I've been working on my East Texas poetry collection this summer and am considering sending off some of them to various literary magazines. Of course, my hope is to eventually have a book of published poetry. As the Panola County of my childhood is my poetic muse, the East Texas poems are my first choice.
My newest poem is titled "The Little Cemetery on the Hill." (To the right is a photo I took of my favorite tombstone in the Gary Cemetery a few years ago.) Again, it is a work in progress -- like most poetry. I'm not quite ready to abandon this one yet. Ideas are still floating around in my head. Anyway, this is my current rough draft.
In the South we keep to our traditions.
Just because you're dead doesn't mean we stop visiting.
My siblings and I are piled in the backseat ...