written 1998
Her friend’s long skirt makes plum… She lies here listening to the whi… That sends its ancient answers far… And tries to pull their meanings i… Elizabeth is bending near the shor…
Cicadas Singing in synchronization As if the Tree branches Were strings of a mammoth
Women warriors laboring over hot o… Boiling their bras in the pots. They are the witches of their own… Dancing to the flute caressing the… Feeling the heat of their lives,
The breath of tropic winds, ocean… Bends before purple altars Of bougainvillea As incense of night blooming cereu… Swings nocturnal stupor
Happiness is found in special mome… Spent with good friends Looking forward to happy times That will be shared in the days to… Comfort comes in knowing
Grandpa is a cockeyed, potlickin’… Who’d rather be working at shearin… Than sit and lounge around all day… Until the stars come out and play. And his stories, every one is true…
He spoke not knowing the language, Holding back what his heart kept n… Imagining what to say in the quarr… Almost like an answer to a joke. On the side, your beauty confused…
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
The brightness of the waves in thu… Pushed his feelings far unto the s… As inward to the deep he made his… Living in his path, were deeds apa… As freedom rang, in hunger, of his…
Their lives are too short They worry too much They need to slow down And let time catch up The kids grow too fast
In the small, quiet room when gues… Home for the night and left him to… To thoughts of them and of the eve… To dishes left unwashed in the bas… And mute furniture left slightly a…
At this very moment, she’s thinkin… Of you and how you were once True. Wondering what to do, she’s Feeling like a fool
You and her together they’ll be Stealing cocoa and kisses beside t… Her heart would warm to feel you n… To touch your face, your lips, you… These images run rampant through h…
Life is full of wonderment It is full of inspiring sights and… From the tender grace of a kiss To the seismic rumblings undergrou… Within this selfish orb they live
Now it seems you’re all alone, Your brothers and sisters all have… But alone you’ll never be, With nephews and nieces such as he… All their parents too have gone,