When pillars fail When walls break My angel can bear The unknown weight. If darkness prevails

On Havana’s white shore – With each salt-infused whirl That agitates its border— Every sand is a potential pearl.

Rabat is a black pearl Of cellophanic rainbow Gazing upon waves that curl And lick a shore little known. Gibraltar is the dock

Oh star – brightest star – That’s first in the sky – I don’t need advice; I just need an ear. Nobody else must know

Ample is the rising sun That alights the furthest mountain… A carmine drape upon every hill— Exciting the birds to warble. Ample, too, is the evening sun

April – breezy and demure – Make yourself at home. I’ve kept some tea warm. Here is a seat of nature— A trunk on which to sit.

Flowers in the desert Vibrantly grow forth In yellows and purples Despite the salty Earth And when I think about

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…

Forgive me, young dandelion. I did not feign disinterest. My mind has running thoughts That stole my attention. You only meant to be a friend.

A milky-eyed mourning dove Sat upon a tombstone – tacit – Inside the grounds of St. Francis To admire a cache betroved. A sentinel’s duty – it bears –

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

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—

When long days drag on me And my soul cries in the dark Then I speak my prayer in sleight And He slips it into my jar. Prithee – give it wings to fly up

Through a break in the trees Flows a tawny river Sanding the rock endlessly As a peerless carver. The jungle is not seen

Along the way Birds whistle a tune As if to set a mood But I know not what to say. The figure slowly thickens