written 1998
What did they pay for this rainbow… Here on their high plateau? Aching lungs and the northwind’s s… And drift upon drift of snow. What was the price of this jade gr…
Close your eyes, little Rainbow C… And go back to sleep for a while Longer Back to the numbness where Pain can not sting
Morning air lingers on the tree... Leaves poised as sails, to catch t… Ground fog stirs, with cattle lowi… Porch dog stands, with nostrils bl… Summer days begin: humid... hot
Trembling lips come together Tongues—trepidly flicking, teasing… Saying hello. The inevitable push— The world fades away
She longs for spring In waiting to see What her garden will bring Tired of seeing trees Without leaves
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…
Loved that old dog, Missed him when he died. Deserved what he got, Shook him up till he cried. Barked at a mountain lion,
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,
Even though you’re far away, In her heart you’ll always stay. Her love for you is always true, There is no other uncle like you. When she was just a little girl,
Does anybody know she’s here? Does anybody care? Somebody must remember her. Somebody, somewhere! She’s been shackled in a bamboo ca…
Consider a moment the clear blue s… Have you ever stared at a sight li… And boldly wondered “Why?” What if just a little darker With a hint of red inside.
Look at those hands Which hung at her sides When the softest Whisper of a kiss Surprised her forehead.
Her creamy white skinny hand. Twirled around, molded tightly Into Papa’s pudgy mahogany finger… His rippling laughter pulsated Slithered into her juvenile veins
When you were born How happy she is, that As little as you could feel Her love for you is divine. Day by day as she sees you grow
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…