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                                             Realism
                                           Among them
                                          laughing, talking

Away from them
remembering, dreaming

                                           Among them
                                            I am them
                                            but away
                                             I am me

                                            Being them
                                             is lonely
                                            Being me,
                                              is....

(c) Rhonda Kelley and The Mind's Eye 1980

                                            Desolation
                                    I am the last leaf on the old oak,
                                     and the final breath of smoke;
                                    I am the last bird to take flight,
                                       and the final ray of light;
                                     I am the last seed to be sown:
                                            I am alone.

(c) Rhonda Kelley and The Mind's Eye 1980

                                      The Creature In The Wake
                                        Insanity comes at you
                                    like a crooked misguided arrow
                                       with a sugar coated tip.
                                      You think, "it can't get me;
                                   it isn't strong enough, and besides...
                                        it's for someone else."
                                         So you step aside
                                           for it to pass
                                      only to have it quickly turn
                                      and stab you in the back.

(c) Rhonda Kelley and American Collegiate Poets Anthology 1984

                                            Humanism
                                         You say you want
                                        to save me from life,
                                        that you can offer me
                                         a better life - later.
                                         But what of now?
                                       Do I postpone any joy?
                                   Do I forget the present and now?
                                      Tomorrow may be great,
                                         but what of today?
                                       Today may be great too.
                                     But you ask me to ignore that.
                                   Please don't expect that from me!
                                  I believe today can be made great...
                                             by me.
                                            Let me try.

(c) Rhonda Kelley and American Collegiate Poets Anthology 1984

                                   I Take My Lover From Your Land
                                      The fondness of your look
                                       brought joy to my soul
                                        even before we met

                               For in dreams had we often soared together
                                 streaking the night skies with our serenity
                                never guarding ourselves from each other

I would wake with the bruises of unrequited oneness

                                Finally the eternity allowed us to embrace
                                      In this, I saw the vastness
                                     and allowed it to permeate me
                                       I was fed by the peace
                                  as if I had always previously hungered

                                      I still marvel at the solace
                                         of the open space
                                      My heart opened and filled
                                          for the first time
                                       with trust and harmony

                                      The gush of your essence
                                           inside of me
                                    released the tensions of my past