The Plight of The Pond

the sky
has skimmed the pond and washed over
the stars, turning them all
to deeper blue
heavens

the pond
is lonely, touched
only on the surface
by clouds that always seem to drift
away.

American Beauty

Dark rose --
although your life
is brief the afternoon
has faded eclipsing you by
hours.


Red on Red

By the
tubular bloom
of a red trumpet vine
a ruby-throated hummingbird
hovers.

Return to the front page of this issue:   Amaze   Vol. 2, No. 2   Fall & Winter, 2003.
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These poems are Copyright © 2003 by Hortensia Anderson.