Best South America Poems

I was loving the sun, 
Not consciously doing anything
My gourds hanging sweetly,
Too big to move much
Dancing with internal mirth 
Because I was being picked today
It is always a relief to a calabash 
When the pickers arrive
I heard laughter and stood a bit taller
Glad I could...

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               Quiet Nights and Quiet Stars



             The cozy, round, garden table,
        ...

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Endless purple flowers
and salt pools like polished mirrors
give color to the desert 
and reflect the clear blue sky---
disguising with their beauty
the poor soil and salinity
of wastelands inhospitable, 
inarable and dry.

Wrapped in a serape,
and sipping chocolate´,
I gaze up into the universe above me,
musing in soliloquy
on Him...

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"The Vagabond life is the logical life to lead if one seeks the intimate knowledge of the world we are seeking." Richard Halliburton

The vagabond walked down my street.
He was a pleasure to meet.
He told me how far he had come,
And how he enjoyed living like...

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