Poems written by Bill Kamen


Somewhere ballad

I drift across a secluded beach. I feel the sand beneath my feet. Impressions fading in the sand from a turning tide. I catch a fragrance in the air, i stop to look in wonder as it captivates my senses

A Summer Place

A Summer Place ballad

Days when the wind blows so cold It tears at my bitter soul I think about that song, A summer place and wanna close my eyes and picture you and me on that beach I remember sitting on a blanket