Poetry

Softly tapping

My finger wandering aimlessly

I hear the sound of my music

Bringing back memories –

I reminisce …

Fur Elise, Sonatina in C, Chopsticks.

Simply going up and down the scales,

Dolce, Allegretto …

I think,

I am happy

But now it is reverie …

Continuous tranquility

Brings my mind to a certain peace

Knowing I am at joy

Playing to the world …

With love, improvising.

June Saruwatari
Chaparral Poetry Award Winner 1980

A young girl, aged 23,

goes home to grab a

few of her belongings

she kisses chad, age 1,

shane, age 3,

austen, age 4

tommy, age 5 and

anna age 6

shane runs after his mother

crying “mama mama”

yet mama only looks

behind her throwing

rocks at shane in the

distance