Selections from,
"Totems: Poetry Carved From The Soul,"
for those who enjoy the imagery nature holds~~
Rain Force
remnants of the second rain
ride liquid chariots
across the lens of my window
each chasing the other
in a downward course
gravitating towards a greater pool
of water warriors
battling to commandeer the space
once occupied by a dusty pane
and my wandering mind
copyright 1997
Daybreak
Morning shatters the glass of dawn
sending splinters
of pointed sunlight
into my liaison with the night
Enters daybreak,
with her jagged edges
piercing into my dreamstate
without apology, nor cause
Always chasing away
my eventide suitor
with a sharp maternal sunrise
and a crisp reprimand of early warmth
copyright 1997
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