Saiom Shriver Poems

The dawning sun into lake seeps
Slowly in sun the lake-tea steeps
as the wind away old leaves sweeps
and uncounted sheep
...

Some believe,
mistakenly,
that justice
is a synonym
...

They do a
tribal rain dance
that on their roofs
and on all plants
...

Water made sure that
all his loved ones had
enough
and then ran down the
...

Our way back to God,
our destiny
is as surely laid out
as is a river's back
...

Those
who vilify
as vile all flies
should know
...

King Charles The First
wore his crown well
until along came
puritan Cromwell
...

Apparent
from afar...
as the people
rose...
...