written 1998
She is surrounded by people but sh… No one understands her or what goe… She has many friends and much fami… But the real her she can not let t… What if they were to laugh and tur…
So now, you say, you are fifty-fiv… And that you are all grown up and… And you think you are smarter—wise… (Yesser! that is just what she was… At what age do they learn right fr…
Many miles midst misty moors men m… Marching, marching mesmerized mili… Men marching. Major murmurs memor… Messages, making mental memos, map… Moves, making modifications. Many…
Making love to you Feels so right As they hold each other In the middle of the night Reality slips away
It’s a thing like “Tailhook” It’s a thing called rape It’s a thing called abuse It’s a thing called hate But, it’s the strength of a woman
Holding her head up high, She tried to stand tall. She wanted to reach above the clou… And touch the heavens. The bitter night air pushed her do…
Splendid cotton sky Such beauty to one’s eye Earth of rich color Is dressed in rainbow coloration Land of beauty
There was a time she wanted to say… Other times she wondered why So young so full of life which wil… As beautiful as the new day’s dawn She can see the end is near
There is no hurt in despair and de… With deepest overtures and bone-ac… Like the tenderest touch of consci… That defamation of soul can find n… No peace from pain-filled humiliat…
You are the gentle summer breeze That comes rustling through the tr… In the silence of the breathing ni… Your warm caress and whispering si… Haunting her dreams as dawn draws…
The stars slowly fade and fade, As the sun comes up ray by ray. The birds are chirping To warn them all, That summer has almost
Grandma’s shawl was woolen knit And lay warm upon her shoulders It shook when grandma laughed Rose and fell when she would Breathe
The world came to an end in pools… And a flash of blinding, sterile w… Like some cosmic nurse saying, “Bend over, this won’t hurt a bit, Buck up little camper, take it lik…
What has it been for When everything has departed, Friends, lovers, or large sums Of tainted money that colored the… Time and circumstance must be to b…
Look not to the rubbish, her frien… The discarded cement slabs, The rusty tin. But, rather, Look to the pelicans