silence screened
a wisk of suffusion
cold confusion

this bright winter
haze deemed
unrepentant and
strong
lets fleeting little
blossoms
un tethered
settle free

blond fields
and rushes
bending
the ice
support the
inches gaining
of drifting promises
an angel of winter

I set out to sea to see what I could see
I came upon a rock that was being mocked
I saw these scenes before my eyes I cried

I was a wayfaring stranger in a land within; danger stranger
A land not meant to be, a land I wished I have had never seen
The sights of terror, the sights of dread, and the home of the living dead

There are those who sit
at the edge of the dance,
watching the whirl
of the living

Hub and spoke
Spoken wheel

The dance lingers
in their hearts
Years beyond
the fiddlers last draw.

Lords of the air
keeping the peace
when in the right hands
dread war may cease

Lords of the air
masters of war
wreaking untold damage
an end we deplore

Lords of the air
beauty unfurled
sleek, fast and deadly
when set on the world

Lords of the air
dangerous foes
you'll pray for your life
before one of those

Lords of the air
generations of peace
destructive yet docile
if warfare should cease.

I found comfort with this ring,
Peace as I hear my soul sings;
An eternity of song for you and I,
Every time I feel you nearby.

Nothing compares to how much,
I get electrified by a single touch;
Even when you are not around,
You are in this ring to I am bound.

This ring is my profession of our love,
This ring is my protection from above,
I commit to you again as a year’s past;
Vow to you and God, assured to last.

… with this ring.

She could hardly see
her palms
in outspreading mountain fog,

while she was breaking her echos
through rocky hills
of a laugh
with a louder one.

He remembers of her,

she was running all over the sea surface
like a little witch
laughing and calling him:
''Look at me!''
and he was glad to see her happy

beneath the half moon light.

A Virgin Island vacation that never ceases
in the memory of a poor country girl
a life of luxury sailing the seven seas

In grand dining rooms she feasted
adorned a natural style of hair curls
a virgin island vacation that never ceases

Here are islands that many would never see:
and experience worth more than pearls
a life of luxury sailing the seven seas

The rocking ship roar at high speeds
toward the next island turn
a virgin island vacation that never ceases

Untouched Beauty

Thistledown pearlescent skin
a concubine with nature’s grin
taught a desperate heart to sin
and relish its desire

innocence began to flee
faster than the honeybee
while this fool on bended knee
tasted liquid fire

When in melancholy
the heart explodes
like a volcano

such words emanate
with love intermingled with sorrow
who knows of a tomorrow
life simply
ebbs
away
day after day
till comes another
happier day

It is evening, the night is here
and we are all inside. A dog
barks.

Dolores' dress is
too dirty she says
though
I see no dirt on it.

It is stained in blood,
see it signor?
here and here she point
by running her hand along
the hemline.

I see no blood
as I search
the white pleated dress.

Seriously Dolores? Blood?
Si Senor Jim from the men
on the road, they have filled
the road with their blood.