Hi, I'm Phil Jarrett, the author and copyright holder of the sequence of poems posted on my blog today.

Someone got me thinking about growing up in poverty in West Virginia so I published the toys you never won growing up in Chespeake, West Virginia on the Kanawha River in the 'Fifties.  and that one led to a poem after the Sego Mine Murders The Ghost of These Dark Hills.  After came the one about my spiritual journey from the hard work and drudgerly…

if i could see the flowers growing

as van gogh once saw flowers grow

then these poems would twist and writhe

upon the page in torment slow

splash and swirl with yellow passion,

hock and spit a madman’s green

vomit blues and blacks…

Death and the Lack of Alternatives