Shanna Baldwin Moore, US

 

 

Free Verse   light at the end of the tunnel   shattered shards of mirrors alone with my dreams when the devil dealt his doom and then danced as he stole another soul ten bad years of darkness in my son's eyes a rascal red rage of dues that were paid building a home now the puzzle of setting the timber weaving the elements into sky hangings for the wall a new beginning for the sunshine boy a LADY with dark hair dances for him two young children show him what he missed when florescent lights synapsed his soul doomed is the family in the dark domain the devil deals     I had this dream   I dreamed of the inauguration last night I was there and sitting behind me was Ronald Reagan wow! the last of the Mohicans was still around... there was another high maka maka guy sitting next to him with a 'whatever" attitude his glasses were all steamed up but Ronnie kept talking to me I felt so good when I woke I was watching Obama get sworn in and I knew Ronnie was still there and it was a good thing the minister was praying and said of all things if you're black no stay in the back if your brown stick around if your yellow stay mellow and if you're red you're way ahead and I knew we hadn't seen the last of the Mohicans our nation was on the right track with our native son the twelve tribes will unite with open hands and not clenched fists     grandmother moon   grandmother moon glimmers of rainbows through the mist way back... way back when respect of the land made us a nation brought us good life the way was good caring for the land the Hopi spirit makes peace with all living things new beginnings promise of a rainbow even in the moonshine     keepin' the beat   so many raindrops rhythm pots catching drips in sync wind picks it up to a maddening dance the leaves from trees whistle in the wind pools of water ripple, wrinkled over the edge of one pan into another suddenly quiet the rain has stopped but the drips keep dripping an incredible song rimes a crystal bowl rhythm of the water and the sun shines in through a rainbow scent of fresh roses     Read Additional Poems by Shanna Baldwin Moore   Shanna Baldwin Moore, US—Haiga Shanna Baldwin Moore, US and Darrell Byrd, US—A Haiku Duet