| Donna and the Indians Red sun beating on brick walls Young maple 'copters fall Windy gust move supple trees Blue jays fly the heady breeze Down down go the tiny seeds To the ground they mingle with the weeds Kids on bikes trying out a new dare Neighborhood sits on their porch and stare Waiting for Donna and the Indians To go to sleep sweet mama is the end But we will play for a while in the cool Before we go to bed awake for school Wind blown signs reflect the tower's call The clouds once in the sky not there at all And Joey puts on country music again Outside I hear kids, dogs, doves, wren Red sun beating lower down now And to my nature's calling do I bow So merrily come home all Donna's fair And i will be so good as to take care. April 28, 1986 Diane E. Klipfel-Fowler © 2002 all rights reserved A poem about baby-sitting in Price Hill |
| AUTUMN IN MIDDLE EARTH The trees of Lothlorien are golden still In valley deep or crest of hill The elves live long but not in trees, They build long houses like Americanese. The maple, burch, the many old perched On top of house or within a tree church They play their tunes in many a song To ancient runes of ballads of the strong I see these arbors so golden fall Yet I am common from old land Gaul, Or upon a hill in old Rhineland Still i see Lothlorien so close at hand. November, 1998 by Diane E. Klipfel-Fowler © 2002 all rights reserved |
| MOVING STAR Moving star climbs the rugged hill only to be eclipsed by planetary clockworks Ancient ancestore chirp their cricket song Calling red to visions and unearthly sight Busily watching the tides of the diminishing light Heyokah dances frenetically Backwards against the ghost dance people Screaming eagle simmers his cowboy brew Milktoast woman eats another cracker Crunching as the poet writes' A witness to moving stars Circling round the clockwork low Lights dim as night progresses Deflecting directing dictorial rights As the moving stars climbs the rugged hill Freed from the man's moonlit face Looking, Disappearing, fading In the dawn sun. 1986 Diane E. Klipfel-Fowler © 2002 all rights reserved |
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