Wild Frontier
Down, below the clouds
a network of colors paint a picture
laying out the lives of many
as the elite peer closely,
white air dances around the plane,
a dusty mist of pourous proportions
One could jump out, free fall,
and land on the soft brown quilt
laced together with green yarn
A lovely state of farmland
I wish to swim in the artic sea
so [...]
Mural
A tree
stands before a grand
piece of land,
As cacti surround, they bow.
Sky red as an orange shade
begins to cover the sun,
while mountains summit
in the mist, like an oasis.
All of life before us, should
we decide to walk it,
touch it.
May 2, 2001
Los Amigos Tex Mex in Alexandria, VA
Half Moon
Too late, I say, for hate
give love to those outside
who need what I comprise
unknowning the cause around
easier to shield my eyes than hear
and feel, broken faces
and loud groaning, of those who
gave in to no hope, and live
long to see the grave, delivered
by the brother across the street
who seeks to fill his need
by taking the wrist [...]
