Anna Livia Mississauga, Ontario, Canada

Your Dreams Always keep within Your heart A secret spot A place apart Where you can hide Your dreams. So many things disappear Others plainly rot Keep, hold, hide your secret spot Dream day will come More likely than not.

For My Soul Mates I'm just a bag of ivory bones A heart that breathes compassion A flower vase of faith and hope A clock that ticks the time away. A brain that tries to fill each day With something that expresses me. Though it be simple And not please More learned souls than I, I feel I should not apologize, If I say It's not for them Anyway.

A New Beginning I went back to infancy and on the way back I found a little girl over half a century ago pasting poems in a scrapbook.

The Soul The soul has many chambers Where it can go Not measured by width, just depth. Deep down it finds diamonds rare Even with darkness everywhere.

All poems Copyright © 1996 Anna Livia. All rights reserved.