Online since August 2002


Peggy Claire is half cowboy and half Southern Belle. She was born in New Mexico and raised in New Orleans. She has made her final home as far South and West as she could get (and still be in the United States) in San Diego. With the exception of a few years spent as a singer/songwriter, her penchant for writing poetry has been a private matter. Until now.

he calls me, and
I fall into that dark space
Where a woman nurses her love
For the wrong man

he says,
and I become a small child
Doubts fall away like autumn leaves
in a strong breeze

he speaks
so gently that I must yield
I take his outstetched hand
He leads
I follow


Published May 2005


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