Harve Poems - Poems about Harve

...Is the wind alive? That’s what the Choctaw believed. The Apache called it, apocryphally, “the breath of the world.” To them, the wind is the trickster you never see, a joker on the plain of life......Read the rest...

...Old Harve woke up in a cold sweat that day And he’s never been the same— He dreamt of a Veteran’s Day parade Where no other people came. There were only riderless horses there, And some empty ......Read the rest...