Here

Here

The child within us must awaken….
          Little shadow…..

Your smile the darkness under a leaf….
                       Color of your lovely eyes…..

We bring our prayers to release you from hunger
And fear….

We take your soft breath within ours…
                                             As the river weeps….

Your arm around your father…
                                            Forever….

For Oscar Alberto Martinez 
For Angie Valeria 

26 Jun 2019

Mistah Song

Stars untether the boneless night….

There is a room where outside its smiling windows
The shackled skeletons break free….

One awakened
One asleep….

We have borne winters soliloquy as beggars
In a field of blinded goats…

Wandering the burnt landscape among
The names of charred
Regret….

She is spinning the wheels of rainfall
in a dress of fallen names….

Placing them in a leather glove….

For the next one to wear….

Mistah* song

*mistah – Cheyenne word for ghost or great horned owl

From the stronghold
June 3.19