written 1998
Years ago this world was created, By a man whom they call LOVE, A perfect loving Master; For all—with him—can trod. In his image he created Adam,
The world’s getting weaker and wis… Her mother used to say. What’s going to happen to a people Who never stop to pray? Is there no hope for tomorrow?
Each morning when she wakes up, She knows that there will be A rose on her kitchen counter, That you have picked for her. She knows many wives get roses,
She Feels Very Sad, She Looks… The Dark Clouds That Float Abov… The Sadness Is Gone, When She T… “The Rain Won’t Come,” Not Just… Love Created All Things, That T…
Disarray finds its grace lain upon… Hamlet, shall no one touch your sp… So shameless your name like the gl… Your purpose finds no voice, but o… Your words, misshapen, looking to…
Like the rivers of a long, lost wo… Tears flow. The misery of the anguished and th… The banished Relinquish their thoughts into the…
As a petal of a flower floats in t… They wonder where it is going, and… It has its own special destiny, Its own special future. But where it ends up,
Woman who watches Her life from the sidelines Pleasing but empty A tearjerker sometimes— But after the show,
Back roads country return to him a… Screech out and chug forward in th… Mist cling to small aimless bushes… Light in the beginning night air. Ringing crossroads show you statio…
She eternally sleeps, Forever seventeen, In the ground Beneath Poseyville. Just a face in the crowd
The hand of hope goes the distance Gently uplifts the wildflower Firmly nudged to sway in the spiri… Wildflower unfolds gracefully Mother Earth taking hold
When she looks on the ground She sees such beautiful flowers And she thinks of stars so bright In the sky she imagined in space All the planets must be so hot
She’s having her party early Today Otis Cornelius Skinner’s away She’ll play with her dogs She’ll play with her cats
Ear to ear is the toothless grin, Widened eyes take all the world in… Sparse fly away hair, soft on your… Alert, attentive expressions to al… Perfect little hands that grasp an…
Lying in the brilliant sunshine sh… Footsteps on a dusty path disturb… A young hand grasps her, tosses he… Eventually, he tires of this reput… Now she is in the shade of a large…