hope chronicles  -- Suo Mynona

I.

Hope hovers mystically above 
the acorn trees.  As I
      Bathe in the welcoming twilight
And its dew.  Cherish hopes' lather, 
Drink it, Allow it to seep into the
Arteries of my depth, heart, soul,
And soothe its anxiety.
I have bathed
I am cleansed
Until tomorrow.

10-7-97



II.
A splitting branch
From a lonely
Tree
   Drifting leaf
Heavy wind
Cold peturbing
Intruding
Night
Hunters prey
Vulnerable eyes 
Peering through a 
Reconstructice hazard

Haunting breeze
Through my conjested
Breath

10-9-97



III.
Rolling movement of a salty
crystaline water droplet in its drought
on it's drifting leaf
in its solidarity. . . 

10-11-97



Q
A humid existence
Whispering void
Beneath the changes
 Sacredness contaminated
An empty abundance
reddened shadows
    wailing silence
    seeping through the veins
Of a frightened child
A grown terran infant
Infinite cycles
Morose and mundane
Flattered and fate
binding chains of 
indifferent mountain storms
conceit, ignorance, pride
Bastard lover
Ancient dreams
Deadened conception
Horrid eternal torment
    teasing regret
    materialistic beauty
    petty fears of unreal creatures
    of no substance
    shuddering moonbeam
hallucinated
Stabbing insecurities
dead end fairyrale, blood flushed fantasies away. 

9-5-97