Good governance,
the enemy of government
States rights,
oxymoronic at best
What works,
the bane of impostors
Who exist
to feather their nests
Revolution
is quickly fomenting
Change only
at the point of a gun
Voices from Concord
heard calling
With freedom not given
but won
(The New Room: October, 2021)
I lived to find silence,
chasing hither and yon
till morning turned inward
reaching deeply beyond
Now firmly embedded
inside of myself
my eyes turned away
—from what’s spoken unfelt
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
The rich man seeks the alms
of my envy
And the poor man the alms
of my guilt
Both missing what hides
in reflection
Dreams trapped in the silver
to smelt
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
The music of passion…
it comes from within
Untouched by tomorrow,
it lives to begin
In corners of darkness,
through fits of despair
It waits like a songbird
—to sing out a prayer
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
I’m not wishful anymore
or here to ride the wave
My feet both mired in aging mud,
my heart now turned away
I’m not here to save the world,
nobility be damned
Time on trial my last denial
—on distant Ronan land
(Henderson North Carolina: October, 2021)
I look upon the angry ice
and men that prowl its form
to stab and poke in rich delight
a chance to ride the storm
With blades on fire and sticks held high
they weave and crash as one
in search of that elusive net
—still guarded and unwon
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Hostage to fortune,
prisoner of time
Trophies a burden,
polished and shined
Greed but a jailer,
freedom denied
Hope in confinement
—wishing a crime
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Born young again myself befriends,
the years all left behind
To wither and die one last goodbye
then bury into time
Born young until myself instilled
as deja vu reminds
Of Autumn snow my heart aglow
—new memory in rhyme
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Outrunning his destiny
fate to rescind
chance in the rearview
reflections within
A moment to gather
a lifetime in chase
the wind bearing transit
—alone in the race
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
In debt to the moment,
invoice inscribed…
tomorrow defaulting,
old debits a lie
The hour upon us
whose present awaits,
all payments in cash
—forever rebates
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
