written 1999
Soft, atramentous vapors Giving life to flowers as she exha… With sensuous breezes Sent deeply into ecstasy’s divine… Drawn fully on every breath she ta…
Look not to the rubbish, her frien… The discarded cement slabs, The rusty tin. But, rather, Look to the pelicans
Nobody knows how she feels inside, For her feelings she continues to… Oh how she wishes that someone wou… And forever accept her for who she… “But you’re too weird,” they conti…
Oh, she wishes that she could fly To hover in the sky. Be close to you, her Lord, Under your caring and powerful eye… Only then would she feel as free a…
What’s going on? Instead of better It’s turning wrong. It’s every day Cain kills Abel, For less than colors
A new day is starting, The summer is parting, It was a time for fun and laughter A time of crying, sadness and deat… But, life goes on, the seasons cha…
Dark clouds are gatherin’ The wind begins to blow. Birds startled, begin flyin’ There’s goin’ to be a storm she kn… It’s getting dark, the clouds cove…
Oh Gloomy Death! Knocking on the door Piercing the sinews of her heart Tearing her soul apart Then, beckoning her slowly...
Bare roots twist incredible design… Cascading down to drink the river They float between the banks among The rocks you say “Lie back and Look up, Mom”—green bordering
Mentioned words in time. Confirmed. The subtlest of lies. Play the part, one man’s heart. To damn the man’s belief.
Have you ever cried? Collect the tears in a jar of lies… Eyes run deep with a pool of salty… That only her face feels. The joy of pain and stinging. The…
A hand carved stone, an inscriptio… A name that could barely be read, A soul that once loved this earth Lies resting in this earthly bed. Perhaps there once flowed royal bl…
Life is a song, That has lyrics that don’t make se… It ends abruptly with no warning. Death is a subject, Easily touched upon, but it never…
Splendid cotton sky Such beauty to one’s eye Earth of rich color Is dressed in rainbow coloration Land of beauty
Spring’s emerald buds upon a youth… Never thought of death, A verdant pointed star so powerful… Love’s rain from reaching ground, The crimson fan mirroring sunlit a…