attanasia

Trickster

Wind gusts
Since when do you
Send Morse Code messages
As soon as I decipher one
You shift

Epitaph

Always
remember me
as the freshness of dew
clinging close to the flower's hem
each dawn.

Return to the front page of this issue: Amaze Vol. 3, No. 1 Spring & Summer 2004
Go to the Poets & Authors page for the poet's biographical sketch and email link.
These poems are Copyright © 2004 by Frank Attanasia.