High Upon Stone

Hammock

Waves crashing along the seaside

Beneath the diamond lit night

Dreams and fantasies

In the slipstream

Fading out of sight

In a seashell auditorium

Bathed in moonlight

Evening Fright

1Evening Fright

Scarecrow

The witness of silent lightning.

Hears the first crack of thunder

As the animals flee

Rain starts to fall

The sky breathes

Her whipping cool breeze

Cracks of lightning and trees

Resound admist

The rumbling angry skies

While in candlelit houses

The humbled for mercy plead

Sunday

Golden light in the distance

Blankets the horizon

Beneath the endless

Blue abyss

Cool shadows

Outside windows

Birds sing

As the wind blows

No creature alone

All together

In the kingdom

We call home

Seaside Anchor

The irony of the clock

The ride has ended

The ship has docked

The captain has departed

Sailors flocked

Only the

Seals and seabirds

The sea shells and crusted oysters

Remain

Upon glistening nighttime

Sparkling moonlit

Ocean

plains

The Space Between

.

The answer lies within a dream

At the end of the rainbow

Before it burns away

Heat mist vapor trails

Burning into thin air

High Upon Stone

                                                High Upon Stone

Ice cracked bones

Heart made of stone

The statue sits upon its throne

All alone birds tend

Her loneliness

Heeding her

Muted cries

Within is a heart

That could never lie

Outside a body and face

That shall never die

1958 Southwest Border history

Warmth of

Steel guitars

In warm bars

Mellow blues

Old news

Nothing new

Yesterday’s news

Paperback writing

Bad news

Unconfiding

Upon teary

Eyes

Forever always crying

In rides the horse

Paperback rider

Slowly galloping

The devils news

On fire

Fearful gossip

Acquired

Bad news

Ears tired

Dogs

Mothers

Children

Wish not

To inquire

Of the sojourning lonesome stranger

Truthful liar

Scope

Walkin

Tru

The shadows

Light

Beneath the midnight

Lite

In the end of the tunnel

The light shines

Bright

Heaven’s sake

Clarity

Truth

Lies

Cool air

skylights/

Eves Light

Jestures of love

And light

Lights of

Twilight

Moonlit nights

Dry tears

And sighs

Soft cries

Moaning

Lies

What lies

Beyond the light

Surprises of starlight

Rebirth by

The early

Mornings

Lite

In the midnight

True

Loving blue

Lovers ove

One

Another true

Embracing dreams

Beneath

Moonbeams

Within of wonderous

Realms

Cool pools

Of blue

With nothing

But one another

Nothing to

Lose

Bearing barren

Peso peasants

Many shirtless

Under the dreary sun

Live the life unpleasant

Begging

Mother earth

For rain,

A day another

Fruit for the brother

Toiling in the fields

Wondering what tomorrow

Shall yield

While feeble grandmas and uncles

Cousins

Weave nighttime warmth

hoping

the cactus gods

will relent

and one day

let the

ripe burning

thirsty and starving

tribes heal