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| in the dark spaces between strangers and lovers near perfect vision |
| The child points a hand at moon and sun reflecting in the same river. |
| She refuses to leave, standing still in the cold rain beside her dead colt. |
| standing tall and proud under the white rose trellis: the young graduate |
| climbing the tan arm of a pensive little boy brown caterpillars |
| huddled in blankets on the deck of the ferry: a child with no shoes |
| hiking mountain trails descending, meditating, quiet then - a crow |
| tar paper cabin pine trees shade dirt covered yard a baby's first cry |
| A young warrior walks alone on city streets with Geronimo |
| snow flakes softly fall after your memorial friends kissing good-bye |
| warm summer evening lying between satin sheets our bodies melting |
| walking on the dam little girl in a blue gingham carries a catfish |
| her long blue-black hair swings around her small brown face her blue dress jingles |
| the children sleeping on ricked bales in the barn loft Timothy's sweet smell |
