Eli Anderson Poems

The tree's huge canopy ~

Shares its movement in the Summer breeze.

But close your eyes

And you will hear

...

Fear, expresses no emotion.
It neither wraps itself
In cotton anger, or
Brittle sanity.
...

In the silence of the minute
My new experiences
Cut me from the fear,
And freed me from my,
...

When, as children,
We learn the paths
Of our Elders -
Our adulthood should
...