written 1999
People come and go, They are all passersby. Some come to show, A path on which others can rely. Some have come to build,
There is no hurt in despair and de… With deepest overtures and bone-ac… Like the tenderest touch of consci… That defamation of soul can find n… No peace from pain-filled humiliat…
The thin little girl had very curl… She had been alone all day which w… Other young ladies had sisters and… But her mother had died leaving ju… Her tired arms rested on the old p…
The great people fall The creek beds go dry. The great buffalo are slaughtered. The trees no longer stand so many… All these things die,
Roses are read and violets are blu… She hopes she can be part of a cou… It’s been 20 years from the day of… Shhh... listen, mute the TV. There’s no one here, as you may se…
The sun comes up and lights the sk… He hears birds a’singing and child… And flowers bloom all the live lon… But as the wind dies down and chil… He knows it won’t be long before t…
Mentioned words in time. Confirmed. The subtlest of lies. Play the part, one man’s heart. To damn the man’s belief.
Once upon a midnight dreary, as he… All the multitudinous forms which… Suddenly there came a tapping, the… Had she caught him nearly napping?… Only she and no one more.
Alas, her child, you listen to her… For she holds a story about the se… What is behind its placid shore? There’s more, her child, so much,… There is a dreadful thing down the…
“The whole of this afternoon, for… To dally among the flowers, And I shall recall some lyrical v… For these hours. Shall I tell about Helen of Troy…
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…
Days in school were very hard. Ways to make him “right”, they tri… Wrong, is how teacher said he wrot… Long hours they drilled on change. Hide his talent, was all he did;
In the soul of man, Both can be found, Infinite peace And the devils bound. Side by side they exist,
A boy awoke All drenched in sleep Taking a glimpse Of the bitter colony Pleasant dreams
The scent of a blossom So fragrant and frail Beauty of such quality As like told in a fairy tale. A symbol of life