If You Could See

Photo © Dawn Allynn

If you could see

Inside my heart

Like a crystal shining

True and fair,

You’d see yourself

And all my love,

And all the hope

That keeps you there.

If you could lay

Within my arms

For a moment

That would not end

You’d know that you’re

The sweetest thing

My dreams

My hopes

My love

My friend.

Miccolino

Photo © Dawn Allynn


In time the swallow took to wing,
With thoughts of sky and wind and spring,
And dreamed of lady bird, and tryst
(In mind his charms she can't resist)
But found instead, to his dismay
He broke his wing along the way.

Oh, sweet sad swallow he did cry,
He longed to stretch his wings and fly.
Then I came by, quite unexpected
And found dear bird, alone ... neglected.

Oh how I tried to make him well,
Praying daily not to fail.
(Knowing from the very start
That Miccolino had my heart.)

Yet death soon came, and from pain freed.
His parting I could not impede.
To fragile life he did not cling,
The swallow finally took to wing.

~September 26, 1992

Stay Steadfast

Photo © Dawn Allynn

Stay steadfast
Hold on and cling
To what is dear
Just do your thing.

Dwell not upon
A barren day
Nor let your thoughts
Another sway.

Each tranquil moment
Passes by
In fast array
And yet, don’t cry.

For though you’re Feeble,
weary, down
Always be
A painted clown.

For smiles and laughs
And cheers of thunder
Relinquish morbid
Thought’s asunder.

Remember:
hoard each happy minute
And use the time
While you’re still in it.

-1982