Poem: There She Waits as the Wind Gently Cries

A girl in red stands on hillside
as the wind gently cries
it blows drying her tears
as the wind gently cries

She watches for boats at sea
as the wind gently cries
watching for a single ship
as the wind gently cries

Poem: On Bitter Tides

In darkness silent
The dark lady walks
With weeping willows
As her only guide

Her black hair blowing
She quietly talks
To no one at all
Except he who died

Poem: Lament for Lost Love

In the still of the grave
Lies wilting in white
Rose petals of sadness
For my love who lives there
Wrapped in chiffon
The color of fresh snow
Like her body and just as cold

Poem: Ghazal Mask

The things we show in the masks we wear
The things we hide in the masks we wear

Tiny invisible killers fill the air
Leading to choices about the masks we wear