Land Blessed by Earthly Sin

Land Blessed by Earthly Sin

Quickly grasping the furrow bestowed

Harshly breathing, the mares reflowed

Galloped across plain's deep bin

People hidden behind adobe's sin

Eyes sorrowed, blood's stain

Rocks blessed by Liberty's bane

Aztec, Incan, Mayan Tears

White Men's darkest fears

Heart's combined in warm land's love

Bullets and knives, the sinful dove

A People. The People new

Anger and revenge, bloodlust stew

21st century, immigration flares

The people come back, to reclaim what's theirs

A rose tree I once saw

A rose tree I once saw

Brown feathers falling through the air

Hard feet land aloof, holding on with care

Flowers misty with nightly dew

Unsettled they fell, at first a few

They traveled away, caught with a breeze

   Landing so gently, on my speckled sleeve

I looked up, eyes cast on that tree

When I saw two birds, one not me 

The song, those two birds did sing

   Pondered my mind, wishes for one little thing

I wised to sing too, one day a song

   With another so soft, days so long

I looked away, rain in my eyes

From the mist of the heavens, no more lies

Then I heard many chirps, they traveled to my ears

So many of them, a smile appears

I look away from that tree to oaks, maples and pines

Birds peep chirply, smiles lift hard lines

A dewy mist shrouds my beak

My wings open, I fly to birds that seek 

-john

A tree by the sea

A tree by the sea 


Wood, lightly worn
Leaves as soft as summer rain
Branches reach out, hearts adorn
Trunk shutter, winds refrain


A drop, a single drop
Traves down infinite time
Sits -- with a little pop
On hands, soft -- repetitive rhyme


Leaves open, look at the Sun
Feel the earth beneath little toes
Hurl the weight, down down down
Breathe in the stars like innocent does