We need only time
To undergo metamorphosis.
...
Queen Anne's lace starts to
Curl inward her 'birds' nest', and
To close upward her umbel.
Her spines of love fruits
...
You play the piano chords
In this sonata as well as
In the music of Prokofiev,
Emphatically catching the music's mood.
...
Love-filled tears
welling up in the eyes,
speaking touches,
life as rivers flowing away,
...
You are like
an unvanquished fortress.
Your scathing accuracy
scares me, sometimes.
...
A shining star in the sky,
The light caressing our sorrows,
A star so far,
The darkness within us,
...
When you look at me,
My painful thinking stops and turns into tears.
Your unsaid words are still waiting,
Uttered to be expressed,
...
Flamingos survive in the causticity of the volcanic lake.
Their beaks skim tiny algae from the water's surface
And watch out for predators like jackals to make
Their mud-cone nest for holding the egg with their grace.
...
The blossom of the blackthorn and the lily had the same
Glow in the shepherd lands, where I stayed to think o' Your name.
...
Waste
Sea green
Wavering
In slimy traps
...