written 1998
Across the valley from high on a m… The shadows flicker and lights dan… As the glow from the cities inflam… Her adoration of life is enhanced. As she continues to gaze at the sp…
She eternally sleeps, Forever seventeen, In the ground Beneath Poseyville. Just a face in the crowd
Nightmares are mere troubles... Washed up each time You take a dip In the river of your old tears. Fears are mere thoughts...
In the soul of man, Both can be found, Infinite peace And the devils bound. Side by side they exist,
Making love to you Feels so right As they hold each other In the middle of the night Reality slips away
With rod and reel and silver lure,… Deep in waters pure. And as the b… Waters churned, he set the hook.… Rolled, the Earth it shook. A cre… Way down deep to try his best, his…
He is a writer doomed by society He wonders if there is a Love bec… He pretends to live He feels he is being swallowed in… He touches the coldness of society
Finally She lost herself In the sunrise The brilliant pink Azure blue
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,
Down by the river, Where the green chilies dry, Where the peppers are sorted & siz… Down by the river, Where the herons’ dark shadows,
There are times her memories fade… She almost forgets the pain. Of watching you fight with strengt… She feels her life’s in Vain. If only she could explain the Lov…
“The whole of this afternoon, for… To dally among the flowers, And I shall recall some lyrical v… For these hours. Shall I tell about Helen of Troy…
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 makes a Mother? Is it giving birth? She thinks no… She thinks she is that tireless fe… The one who stays up with you all… She is that indefatigable individu…
A sea shell shining on the ground,… Shiny and round. Upon holding it… Water and sand. The glow, the lus… For time will pass and perfection… But if the moment is just right an…