The lady is visiting me tonight
She looks a little like my mammy...

The night’s a dancing
The moons come to call...

I’m starting to see the people in my poems
They have feelings and I’m sharing them...

I don’t know what’s coming next
I wish that I knew...

Born on the floor,
A mucky street...

No! You can’t
Won’t let you, I shan’t...

I think the world is great
All this worry, all this hate...

I know you see me
My shadows are carved...

She walked about the garden
She felt the grass between her toes...

I think the time has come
When the angels take us on...

How can I fill this gaping hole?
The one that you did make...

Through your eyes
I see myself...