Northern Light

There were three questions
I’d no right to ask
I see you wish I had not

I’ve a curious mind
The love-life-deep kind
And you instigated my thought

Interrogatories
I hope weaved with “Please”
They stream through my head, back and forth

The Which, What and Will
Remain with me still
For answers I’ll always search North 

Gold

I struggle to know
If, as a girl,
I always did just the right things

I shutter to think
When I grew up tall
That none of it mattered at all

I listen to learn
If time will whisper
I needn’t have any regrets

I wait and wonder
If the caring I shared
Imprinted my name on gold stone

Institutionalized 

Do you wish it weren’t so blue
Or even bluer still 
Are you wondering just how vast
And just how deep the thrill
If you stripped off the leather 
With the stigma of our skin
And charged, full speed, down that Great Bluff
Reversing that Great Sin

his girl

He calls Her “his girl”
He must love his Mom
Else where’d such affection been learn’d

He calls Her “his girl”
Time after time
And the light in his eyes, how it burns

He calls Her “his girl” 
Let her cherish it so
‘Tis a rare heart that ’round these words turn