#Love
Sweet crickets, the tune You’re playing tempts me to sleep. By your tune, I will drift off Better to a place dark and deep. The low moon and toads
Death, to me, is a stranger; I know not his whereabouts. I’ve seen him but haven’t heard – I know of him but we’ve not met. He spoke at length with my elder
Spring days like these Were made for katie ruellia— Who is royalty among flowers— Robed delicately in purple. There – she arrived for the festiv…
What a brutal sun that assaults th… Where cacti and mescals dare to ab… Here and there, dozens of petrogly… Decorating the canyon may be espie… In large nesting circles neatly dr…
I have nothing to offer Except this small heart of mine. You come with laughter. I have a past much maligned. You come with true stories
The Sahara is another vast sea Of zero-edge horizons And remote hours of austerity For “sailors” upon caravans And the Sun beams mercilessly
Weeds as tall as children Partially hide the dusty windows. A long silence hangs Where once promise echoed. Broken glass fills the street—
By a gently flowing creek— I saw a swallowtail flutter About my head, as though meek— And land softer than a feather. He was large enough, I swear—
So that you shall be blessed I pray more than you are aware For you because you are A friend of many friends. May age not break your stride.
Through a break in the trees Flows a tawny river Sanding the rock endlessly As a peerless carver. The jungle is not seen
Let us drink in the sunshine From a cup of globe mallow As would one of palatine Privilege beside God’s throne. Here’s to another springtime.
Bless each palo verde bloom— Those cuplets kissed by the sun My vision wants to consume That thus have raptured my love. See how they speckle the tree
Star of wonder, star of power Bluest of steel blue It shines at the midnight hour. More wondrous than Regulus Its eight points burst forth
What a curtain Bisbee has That keeps Mexico subdued And influences the lands From which the Sierra was hewn. What purple folds keep Oaxaca
When pillars fail When walls break My angel can bear The unknown weight. If darkness prevails