JUN Poems
Here are some selected poems from June. They are still drafts, not final versions, so please ask permission before sharing (except by linking to this website.) Thank you. I’ve put the poems in reverse order because, really, they tell a story. That story is my dream trip to Machu Picchu Peru—what it entailed and what it meant. There are several general-topic poems thrown in as well. [Reverse order is true chronological order, compared to previous months’ entries; so actually, this month, it’s the reverse of reverse. Is that confusing or what?]
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Blue haze atmosphere at Machu Picchu
MACHU PICCHU
My mountain.
My fountain of dreams.
Of all earth’s places,
my epitome.
My secret wish,
long since divulged,
that still holds
secret claims on me.
My open-air cathedral.
My anyplace and everyplace
where every soul soars free.
My Ganga Ma, my Shangri La,
my sacred Bodhi Tree.
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