The Cavern

Listen to me patiently,

I dream of happenings

lost in a cavern

bound in exuberance

discovered by you.

written in June, 1984 

SMALL EXPRESSIONS

Thou you see my passions never unrolled,

this young poets tale will never be

told.

He is at a loss of expression, and

will someday teach the world a lesson.

Untitled III

I see you in the distance

as

I stare at something beautiful

playing

in nature's backyard.

UNTITLED II

I spilled the long awaited troubles

over a silk bedspread

wrinkled by love.

A  future rising above the horizon

of your hazel eyes.

You have warmed me on many a winters night

and brightened my room

with your summer smile.

A compendium of memories

on an antique tureen

that pleasure

painted with your eye shadow.

I think of you dearly

as you

cast a shadow on my mirror

left behind in a closed room.

5.21.85

Smoke Puff

I saw you in my

eyes,

a glare, possessed by

nocturnal visions

from nonchalant memoirs.

Just

smoke escaping

from a fireplace of thought. 

MINER

Mountains glisten

through a snow ridge dream.

Snow melting from the noon sun,

a day moon

peaking through clouds

of nuptials with nature.

A lonely heart;

a mountain stream

carrying a "49ers" pick.

Golden memories flowing between your

wonderfully shaped fingers.

Thinking!

rings of hope

and words

that traveled through my sifting trough.