written 1998
Women warriors laboring over hot o… Boiling their bras in the pots. They are the witches of their own… Dancing to the flute caressing the… Feeling the heat of their lives,
They met in the valley far away fr… While stepping to the beat of the… Next day they caught the old horse… Water in Calico Rock and soon aft… He bolted down trail with heavy ho…
She was a gift to you America, fr… In celebration of the 100th annive… She came to you in a battleship, i… You built a pedestal for her, so s… You lit her torch and gave her a s…
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…
Somewhere in his soul, there is a… Darkness; not necessarily evil but… And wants that may never again sur… Inhibitions are enveloped and hidd… Place, and there, she exists, her…
You once told her Romance isn’t out there That her search would be An effort in futility. Well, she had to prove herself rig…
She gave birth to five children an… Then her first child was born and… She was named Jennell all beautif… She shook at the thought that she… Then Jade came along in her arms…
ROAM HIM, to see what lives so… His fear! He thinks you call it p… ASK HIM, his name and he’ll tel… Him the transparent silent tears h… FORGIVE HIM, of all his sins…
The elderly are here For a reason she is sure Wisdom they all have Of a life that is pure Rolling with punches
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…
She tried to paint one of your kin… Intrigued by the art-deco lines of… Homage or art. Kneeling next to y… At how strange a creature you are.… Short and sleek like a dalmatian’s…
He wonders now and quests in vain At two or three or four, Before the dawn has lit the pane Or crept across the floor. Is time a rose that plays them fal…
Close your eyes, little Rainbow C… And go back to sleep for a while Longer Back to the numbness where Pain can not sting
Roses are read and violets are blu… She hopes she can be part of a cou… It’s been 20 years from the day of… Shhh... listen, mute the TV. There’s no one here, as you may se…
’Tis well that she cannot foresee What lies “beyond the bend”— For she could shrink in dread and… At what this life would send. It’s been a year of changes, Lord…