A Link

the mentor 




beneath your 
blood red sea,
under cobalt heaven, 


there is 
that horizon 
of creative strife 


spawned from past, 
and past life 
where we 
gather a singular
collective bond
and breath; 


there is a line, 
indistinct but there, 
and there, and 
over there: 


I knead the 
merging and 
melding impetus, 
your legacy, 
my heritage, 


and then watch 
and ferry those
efforts of 
life-color 
and word.

Ina Jean Garner, Austin, Texas

Photo by R. Baker 2012

Poem © 2012 R. Burnett Baker