Curled in my arms
like one of the cats:
small but solid,
warm,
warily trusting,
for the moment at peace.
Art and the Gods
When the gods created you,
they made your eyes of
the sun that glints
through the morning dew;
The silken texture of
rose petals
they borrowed for your
skin;
Into your mind they put
the imagination and art
of nature's most creative
design,
the morning frost: which
scrawls poetic patterns
on windows, and creates
sculpture on trees
from the nothingness of
the air itself;
Your heart was fed with
the passion and intensity
of prairie wildfire.
The Gashlycrumb Limerick
Amy had such fine and long hair
that it tripped her atop of
the stairs.
Her death, it's true,
was quite sad
but compared to her brother's,
not bad,
for Basil was assaulted by
bears.
--1-25-97
symphony of rain
licking softly at the
drive
with tiny tongues
Each bullet hole
in the wall
contains a soul
Well, you '60s child,
I've got something for
you.
I've got a bottle of brandy
tucked inside this long-tailed
coat,
shining in its amber depths,
ready to warm your soul.
In the haze of memory,
we'll assemble the past,
& forget where we
are
today.
Dover's cliffs of chalk
boil away as smoky fizz
in the acid rain.
Haiku XTwisted, gnarled branches,
trees flowing upward like smoke
by the garden path.
Shells strung on a line
pull out of a summer breeze
the songs of seachimes
Haiku 16Like walking on sand,
the softest of grass is that
which grows upon graves.
I climbed a tree, and
after I had climbed the tree,
I tried to move it.
Haiku V
Swift waters can't be
controlled; don't push the
river--
it flows on its own.
My destination
is like gathering storm clouds:
swirling with the winds
Refrigerator poem 5
blue and white
moonlight shadows
fall over me
as I sleep
beneath the lake
dream away an eternity
embraced by blue twilight
deep beneath the ocean
bad girl
poisoned the coffee
liquid death