Have you ever cried? Collect the tears in a jar of lies… Eyes run deep with a pool of salty… That only her face feels. The joy of pain and stinging. The…

Don’t lollygag, scalawag, scurry o… Your mama is waiting. You’ve tarr… The loblolly pine branches tap a t… You’d best get on back 'cause you’… The scuppernong stain 'round the r…

The eyes are a deep set brown The nose lies flat across the face… The eyebrows are in question form As she critiques the form before h… The image seen

She had a vision of the days of he… In her vision she saw the chieftai… He looks at the women of his tribe He looks at the one who stood so p… He looks at her with fire in his e…

Nightmares are mere troubles... Washed up each time You take a dip In the river of your old tears. Fears are mere thoughts...

As he sits out by a pond he came t… That he has mastered both body and… On that night he looked for a plac… Where they cared not for beauty an… When he emerged into the night,

Rivers Rivers Rivers cool cold Refreshing rivers, running, leapin… Joyously over the waterfalls. Flying rapturously through the air With a song of praise cupping

What did they pay for this rainbow… Here on their high plateau? Aching lungs and the northwind’s s… And drift upon drift of snow. What was the price of this jade gr…

Whence cometh thou, ’tis within th… A light, feathered gentle, soothin… For he is not, as it is so, engulf… O’ heart, tears begat thee one yea… Do caress him warm upon his face

Safe, Hidden inside this room. He ventures to explore the univers… Gone, From inside this room.

There was a time she wanted to say… Other times she wondered why So young so full of life which wil… As beautiful as the new day’s dawn She can see the end is near

A grain of wood Runs like a race car Around a multi-colored track Zooming down to the bottom It zooms up

He wonders now and quests in vain At two or three or four, Before the dawn has lit the pane Or crept across the floor. Is time a rose that plays them fal…

Nobody knows how she feels inside, For her feelings she continues to… Oh how she wishes that someone wou… And forever accept her for who she… “But you’re too weird,” they conti…

The breath of tropic winds, ocean… Bends before purple altars Of bougainvillea As incense of night blooming cereu… Swings nocturnal stupor