(2015)
A answer, of sorts, to Maya Angelou's poem, "The Lesson.
There is a shadowy figure on the w… On this early Christmas morning And it moves with the stealth of… Darting and dashing, without warni… The mall is closed, it’s too late…
Across the great expanse With a raging river below, Rope bridges try to fly On the devil-winds that blow. The River’s mist forms a fog
As the sun set the wind did blow its gusting presence disturbed my… And as the trees bent it took its tole
Scrub-Jays like peanuts. Unsalted and in the shell is of my choosing. A perplexing fact: With many places to nap
My friends say that I’m backward. But I question the reasons why? I’m personable and chatty And never, ever, shy! Just because I drive a car
Gone are the women with buttons an… Bright feathered hats and covered-… Long dresses, with flair, that spr… All tucked in that basket where Y… Gone are the Top-Hats, Gold-watc…
Fiddle A. Dee, the hopping flea Hopped right onto the dog. The dog scratched here, The dog scratched there, Then the flea hopped on a Hog.
“Let’s write a poem!” —- No, let’s not! Have you no remembrance Of that heart you once shot? With an arrow you killed it
As the Blue-Moon rises In the monolithic sky It casts reflected light On the dead and the lame. The shadows, thus created,
The night bore frost and the moon… To stalking clouds in the mystic s… At the witching hour came a terrib… It was the sound of a battle cry. An aging knight on his trusty stee…
The Shepherd said to the falcon, “Fly little bird.” The falcon said to the Shepherd, “If only I could, by thy word.” “But I have a broken wing
A large, billowed cloud Eats most of the sky above and then comes the rain. Big drops of rain fall, hard, as the sun turns to shadows
Wildflowers on sandstone Roses in a field Water with kindness Behold— the yield. Clouds cry with blessings
There is a shadowy figure on the w… On this very early Christmas morn… And it moves with the stealth of… Darting and dashing, without warni… The mall is closed, it’s too late…
This is a story of gardens that gr… Love, inspired, by the seeds that… A story of power and a magical bal… A story of lovers who hastened the… I’ll start out this story with Pr…