written 1999
She saved her visits for late in t… After the fields had been mowed, The chores completed and supper ea… The last clean dish put away. They would sit on the porch
They cannot hear Love’s words thr… Yet, they celebrate & try to inter… Song. Believe that without their creator… Exist.
Words can devour the mind and eat… Drown the eyes and crack the mouth… Turn light blues into dark purples… Saturate the soul with angry shado… Words can open doors,
Beautiful Love, Mother of Love A shoot from Jesse, the tribe of… Oh Blessed Mother, their Mother… They hail Thee Queen of heaven an… Beautiful Love, Queen of their so…
Sometimes she takes it out to hand… Tries it on like a dress That she might want to buy. It is blue as agate. It is smooth as a peeled egg,
Big as the proverbial bull he blun… His way through fragments and shar… Insect-like things too delicate an… His complete understanding; While the fire reaches out past th…
Crossing over that bridge to the l… He turned to look back to watch it… Memories in flames, consuming that… He had so often traveled over, ste… After a soft rain, spring brought…
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…
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…
Taken to the water’s edge, Maken by her feet. Maken on the way a pledge, Taken a retreat. Waken on the leaf-made ledge,
You are the life blood of her livi… The breath she breathes each day. The sunshine of her sorrows. The rainbow of her cloudy days. Her darling there is none like you…
Did she remember to say, That she loves you today? Of all her other tasks, This one should never be last! Did she remember to say,
She gave birth to five children an… Then her first child was born and… She was named Jennell all beautif… She shook at the thought that she… Then Jade came along in her arms…
Deep in the woods, The snowy, frozen woods, With its beckoning trees, Shrouded with a thick lace of snow… There goes a wind,
What is it that makes them care? When the world makes them scared. What is it that makes them friends… When they are at their end. What is it that makes them vulnera…