Violent Reality

"VIOLENT REALITY"



I am among the
Bodies that once
Housed Souls.


Wishing
the grass thru my fingers
was her hair.


I sit here -- I see a stone.
A granite heart.

I do not see the
coffin beneath the grass.

I do not see my mother’s remains
in that coffin.


But I do see her name and my
Epitaphical Tribute.



My Mother lies not within the
ground;

but rather,

lies Forever within Me …




{1989 Golden Poet Award}