Taos, New Mexico







Dewdrops Sparkling

Dew,
glistening on trees
sparkles like diamonds
in the sunlight
of a new day
infusing hope and peace
from nature's tea leaves
into my thirsting soul,
reaching for the stars.

-Matthew Sipress 
airlesslunar@yahoo.com 
Copyright:
2000

















running, trying to touch butterflies,
i am butterfly, spreading wings,
opening them wide, do you see
through me, as i pretend to be
butterfly, so transparent, wonderful,
happy, free, glad just to be
standing on tip toes,
whispering names, 
singing to breezes,
feel me, 
taste me,
breath me,
i am so...
alive.

--joee  
copyright,1999 














colores 
  
ice pop blue 
whisper pink 
candy cotton 
sky 
  
coral red 
smoke grey 
bearded Zeus 
cloud 
  
nambe silver 
peeling brown 
aspen stick 
fence 
  
chili red 
bean black 
woven native 
blanket 
  
rooted onyx 
tipped amber 
glazed earth 
pot 
  
stone turquoise 
beating red 
dusk of 
santa fe 
  
--Joee 
Copyright,July 2000 













Mother Black Bear her two cubs,
Northern New Mexico.
Yes, this was a thrill.












i laugh as i tickle you

whispering words as shadow rainbows
seen in a stormless sky
flavors are colors 
red orange purple blue
i like tasting them
filling my senses 
with differences
your touch is rose petals
inviting me to stay
playing in soft rain
me and you
i smile
i am happy

--jo  Copyright,1999 























To Kimba

o thank you for inspiring me 
in so many ways you have 
taught me so much 
made me find love 
and happiness 
for these things i owe to you 
you are a friend i will treasure forever 
and could never forget 
my admiration towards you is endless 
your friendship means so much to me 
you are truly a wise young woman 
and i am sure you have touched everyones heart 
as you have mine 
and wish you the best through out you life 

--DOT
Copyright,1999 









Elk, Northern New Mexico






  
She wants
to be a rainbow
reaching past
the bright blue high
arching into colors
she loves
to cause you to
stop
to cause you to
smile
for a time...

--Joee
Copyright, 2000


















~her now~

painted wooden stairway
meets soft feet climbing
  and approaching 
  tall passageway
 closed.

the cold metal knob of door
is touched and is turned
 as she enters into
   short moments
 of
    her eternity.

--Kimba
Copyright:
November 14, 2000