Bamboo groves sing the symphony of winds
in their crackling I hear my heart
on the red lone summer road.

The village woman passes with her cow
she has no time for poetry
yet her radiance fills me to beg life
more..

O Death be a while away
I've taken root on this land.

I may not be right there
every night and every day,
but I feel you here with me
in so many loving ways.

So many miles between us
yet distance can’t keep us apart,
and nothing could ever change
all the love for you in my heart.

It could be a sweet dream
or a memory we have shared,
it only takes an instance
to get from here to there.

Even though I always feel you
standing by my side,
I cherish every single memory
that lingers through my mind.
~

Raggedy barefoot children in the five and dime
With a Saturday morning quarter each
Plastic toy soldiers, Nazis and Yanks
Or a wind-up car – but that’s a dollar

Whitman adventure books for fifty cents
If nothing this week, then maybe the next
The Call of the Wild, with noble dog Buck
But what about marbles in a little net bag?

Tables of treasures at the variety store
Aladdin’s Cave (with a swept wooden floor)

she wore a beautiful red saree
rose diamond complexion,
kissed by caramel paint
tempting whisper fragrance
she was soft-spoken.

i saw the colour of the sky
without darkness in her moonlit eyes.
in a stolen glance i saw a garden
her smile was the light at the end of my oceans' tunnel
a glisten

I. Nearly. Died. In. Admiration

Mother may I?
    Red light, green light
Tv tag
     Hopscotch
Skip it
     Riding bikes
Kickball
    Redbutt
Dodgeball
    Climbing trees
Collecting acorns
     Raking leaves
Catching lighting bugs
      Street lights on
Back on your property
      We still have fun
Playing outside
     Huge group of friends
Endless possibilities
     When we were young
Can we go back to that again?