written 1998
Snow swirling from mountains ascen… Whitecaps racing from the shore wo… Crescendos cascading down the cany… Grit scouring age lines into her f… While
Secret places Have treasures of mysteries Inner thoughts hidden Conceal unfounded knowledge Broken hearts wounded
What a beautiful, delightful sky; The satin color of aqua. Draping her material over the Hea… Enhanced the blend of color, With rose hue sprinkled along the…
Look at those hands Which hung at her sides When the softest Whisper of a kiss Surprised her forehead.
Call her back to a time long ago, Before the white man came to her l… A time long ago when buffalo roame… And her freedom knew no bounds. Call her back to a time long ago
April 19, 1995 Tears from the heart Fell on this April day; For the dead and wounded In bombed out ruins they lay.
Misconceived, She was misconceived A mother grieved... And she is left without Still searching for a safe
Broken hearted dreams, Crying in the night Fool hearted love, Lost within the night Broken dreams
The elderly are here For a reason she is sure Wisdom they all have Of a life that is pure Rolling with punches
Man’s salvation, toil and sweat, Feels so grand when the brow is we… Walking proud and feeling good, On the job she gives all she shoul… There’s food on the table
In a correlated space awaiting mic… A clouded T.V. screen of desensit… Beckon terrestrial Gods, Fantasy pictures, contritely morbi… Texturized lies; Barely autonomou…
To be going to school, at this her… At a thirty-five! She MUST be… To have to work, work, work, And study, Oh! so hard. Where teachers, students, and staf…
He is as black as The pupil of his eye. He is as white as The bone under his flesh. He is a one-eyed and two-faced
She is woman, Who holds the world in her hands, Who touches every soul in the land… She is “powerful.” She is “emotional.”
Wandering aimlessly thru this maze… Intimately afraid of the darkness,… Reminiscent of the things, yet to… Standing in the sun, as the warmth… Crying with the thunder, as flashe…