Poems

(haiku) Poetry Is...
Poetry is words,
Strung together by feelings.
It is life, summed up.

What Happens To An Isolated Person?
Do they go
Insane?
Or stay the same?
Are they really
alone?
Can you reach them?
Talk on the phone,
Message on the computer?

They need a friend,
To find them.
Can you be there?


Migrant Mother Photo
What is next?
Have I let my family
down?
I try. I try.
To help.
Where will we end up?
So many questions,
not to many
answers.
I try. I try.
To help.

I look out,
at the
vast
open land.
What has happened?
My forehead,
filled with crinkles
and wrinkles.

I will. I will.
Keep my children
Safe and Sound.