Articles written by Ruth Cox

I am from high hills and low valleys, from poverty and pain.

I am from the rural farmhouse rentals that changed every few months for never ending years.

I am from the barren alfalfa fields, the cornfields bittersweet.

I am from the Cox Tree Service woodsmen

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: AIDS: 1 of 15

An Infectious Disease System/Hope Is Volunteered Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome/Human Immunideficiency Virus Banishment of the stigmas attached to these diseases are desirous. An Infectious Disease System/Hope Is Volunteered An acronym that should be unquestioningly revered. Volunteers abound in many ways, shapes and fo...
Politics, News & Issues > Political & Economic Theory The impact of unemployment on our society: 1 of 9

Everyday Life Choices Are the Poor Allowed No Luxuries? Here's a couple of my everyday life choices: 1) $5 toward the overdue payments for the roof over my head or $5 for one more pack of nicotine sticks to squelch some stress and assist in keeping my sunny spirit alive. 2) $5 toward the overdue payments for the roof over my...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Immigration: 7 of 16

Cross the Border Cross the border? Real, or imagined, it's just a drawn line. Imagine... Imagine a line drawn between you and the nearest grocery store. Imagine... Imagine that you just ate a slice o' bread and you hunger for more. Imagine... Imagine the shelves o' food in that grocery store upon which your starvin' belly co...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Time: 417 of 686

The End Is Nigh Time Ticks Against Bars of steel As the end echoes In the written word of my will.