Just a Few Poems

More Letters From Paradise          Just a Few Poems           New  Poems    Once I built a bridge     my tools were only    a dulled hatchet  and grim determination   A whole grove of young      poplar trees       were slain   and placed across     the stream    which did not     reach my knees   Many Years later      I visited     my bridge and noted in the snow   it had met the    the approval of  two rabbits and one        fox    Impossible I could only   discribe  the beauty of the lilacs but not capture its sweet scent        Old Poems    Notre Dame    Velvet darknes    pricked here     and there by lighted candles Jewel-like windows  glow in the dark   Water is cold    to my fingers  while the sound   of my foot steps   are offered up into the darkness     July 4th Bright displays filled the sky tiny fireflies  could not  compete      but blinked  victory on into the   night          Aloha         Grant