The Color Of A Soul

This poem published in Shoots & Vines. . Buster Peacock & The House of Many Colors . .Julie Buffaloe-Yoder When the city of Freeville widened the highway, they didn’t plow down a single shingle in . Foxcroft White Pointe Golf Crossing. . Instead, they took Buster Peacock’s land. A blind old black man in a [...]

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A Life Worth Living

…………….Miss Maudene Redefines the 70′s Julie Buffaloe-Yoder . …………………………At seventy eight, Miss Maudene …………………………doesn’t know how to do old lady. …………………………She does know how to play …………………………an electric guitar, jog around …………………………her island, do yoga in the woods. . …………………………Miss Maudene laughs the notes …………………………of a thousand songs; she dances …………………………on the beach, layered in mist, sun, [...]

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It’s All Good Now…

……………..Waiting For Remission Julie Buffaloe-Yoder ……………………..There is no transformation ……………………..only a mockingbird, each midnight, ……………………..sweet and deep in the cedar ……………………..behind our window screen. . ………………………Only me, in this bed beside your breath ………………………falling in thick, black curls on the sheets. ………………………Only me, awake with the thunder ………………………clearing its throat in the distance; ………………………awake with [...]

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Side of Grits

I’m very excited to have a poem included in Side of Grits.  Please click and check it out.  I’m especially pleased to be listed under the “Southern Fried” link.  Hooty Hoo!  That’s me 100%.  Double dipped.  I even fry grits.  Now that’s good eating.     I linked the main menu, so you can see everyone who is there, and not just me.  [...]

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What Is Meted Out Will Be Meted Back

A version of this poem was published in The Wilmington Review years ago. I have revised it several times since it was published. .This is the latest. ***************************************************************************************************************** Song Of The Migrant Workers Julie Buffaloe-Yoder Their shacks, a row of scabs on the hot, red backs of rows where naked children with broken eyes stare [...]

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