I could smell rain saturating air,
As I sat on my concrete porch—its
As my heart quickened, I could se
I envisioned him looming in the pi
His beady eyes of black beckoning

I’d like to stay awhile, gazing up
Savoring reds of apple crisps, ove
Summer’s fire has dimmed, welcomin
Streams are refreshened by an over
I’d like to stay awhile, basking i

I sleep beside the river side; of
She is the Buffalo River, gently
I witness her truth as I listen b
Damp trees lie quiet and still; fo
Light gleams upon each leaflet abo

A magic rose
A glass slipper
With these please cloth me
A poisoned Apple
A thimble’s prick

Tears, golden tears
Do not dread the world
Release your embers of fear
Rinse away thick silt and behold j
Hard mystic mountains never bend

My bloodlines—strings on harps rip
Waves lifting—gone, soaked up by g
The bygones of waning moons, melte
My bloodlines stir compasses insid
To trees binding threads of vines

I am neighbor to a towering temple
It has enthralled my eye
A Superstitious monument hiding s
Sometimes I see her ghostly exist
Apache woman crys, her tears pound

You were once ashes of molten, bur
Now, you are star dust bursting th
Y-O-U are diamonds forged within
You are celestial fountainheads in
You are a soothing center, rooted

Politics, what say ye?
May you play the game fair?
This is only a wanton wish
A fools hope
My hope

I imagine I’m sitting
On the edge of moons
Seeing what is to become
My future
If only we could see what befalls