Sunflower Seeds

We crack our seeds

While we wait

Salty they are to our chapped lips

And the shells we cast

Into a growing pile

To burn outside

We sit and crack our seeds

And wait for the next bit of news

The most recent visitation

Hoping for some respite

Avoiding more disturbance

And the hunger of our minds

Pales only to our starving belly's

When meat is scarce

The sunflower seeds

And the piles of shells

Are vital resources

To share and share alike

Empty bellies

Make for weak yearning hearts

The Great Wall Revisited

Trails in the Snow

1991-1993