‘Frisco (Bill Adams Poems)
Long lines of ships at moorings used to lieBesides the wharves of 'Frisco. All the dayThe chipping hammers rang upon ...
Bill Adams Poems on Ghost (2 Poems)
Stowaway (Bill Adams Poems)
I crossed the gangway in the winter's raining,Late in the night, when it was dreary dark;The only sounds the rain's ...