I stand alone before the open grave Questions burgeoning–why should I grieve? Your empty shell has long let free your ghost Rejoin the molecules of that make the world Where did you go? And will you yet return? Have I a prayer of seeing you…

Stanza 1 girls smiling wind through their dresses a few rising waves a bit of dust before the thunderstorm taste of icecream # Stanza 2 smell of icecream sight of smiling sound of thunderstorm watching dresses collecting dust in front of the waves # Stanza…

I hope to create in this life more than a noise and to leave behind, as I go, more than an echo. It might seem like vanity, but truly it’s an ambition. For my dreams are surreal and my soul is electric and I hope…

With landscapes so lovely It’s hard to not be joyous Immersed in this loud Bustling city A sense of peace Makes its way through these city adventures Yes! City adventures, You know those that leave you feeling quite lovely They bring about this tantalizing peace…

I decided on a gleeful whim one evening to entertain The travelling musicians who played priceless violins And promised them that, following my advice, they’d regain The boundless joy they had access to as children Without apparent spiritual or moral compromise Or sacrifice of a productive life or…

As the clock strikes midnight my mind is on something beautiful Away in the city she is who I long to be with this night We don’t need any words or to speak just us together touching It is as if the only language we have is our love…

When I see the dandelion Reminds me of the weeding In the garden my grandma Full of native wisdom from the sun dark-skinned kneeling with her cane Leaning on her cane poking its end at the offending dandelion wrinkled in the sun dark-skinned in her…

Look to the lines Not just the brow: Around the nose Beside the mouth Beneath the eyes Even the chin Observe the chin Weak or strong lines? And keep your eyes On the eyebrow The second mouth Speaks what it knows Ignore the nose For shape,…