Memories

of the future

Stolen

from the past

Caught within

tomorrow’s web

All of time

recast

 

Moment

after moment

Living

on the run

Embracing all

that’s come to be

And all

—that’s yet to come

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

Art bridges the distance  

between forever

 and today

 

Crossing o’er the cosmos

of eternity

—relayed  

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

Bigger than every stage

she commanded

Greater than the sum

of her parts

Braver than the men

who adored her

Sharper than the image

—that endures

 

(Tribute To Hepburn-Bryn Mawr College: May, 2023)

The other side

of knowing

A padlocked world

of dreams

Whose key is tattooed

on my hope

Till opened

unredeemed

 

A treasure chest

of wisdom

Whose prescience

zero sum

Instinct crowned

in jewels of fire

Burning

—to become

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

Makeup never hides the truth

the camera sees it all

Sharply focused through the pain

each mask a futile pall

 

As clowns embrace the actor’s fears

in painted frozen smiles

The farce goes on in word and song

—a masquerades denial

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

 

She was often better

but never good

Her virtue tainted

misunderstood

 

Her nights a mystery

each day in shame

The rumors spreading

each one to blame

 

The men who knew her

that man who left

Impassioned bookends

of time bereft

 

She was often better

 yet often worse

Each day repeating

—tomorrow’s curse

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

 

 

Let the moment continue

there’s no peace to make

no past to refight

or future at stake

 

Uncharted not lost

forever inbound

the instant repeating

—with memory refound

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

 

My ambitions elitist

reality bourgeois

My palate continental

taste buds still raw

My ambition ennobled

vocation unhailed

My reality sordid

—future travailed  

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

Gather your false prophets

and sycophants

 Bury your heads

in the deepest sand

 

Tell the same lies

 as you sing to the choir

 Slave to the mirror

—and sleight of hand

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

He had more past

than future

his rope was

getting thin

The choices made

the debts he paid

lost time

the biggest sin

 

His memory out

for barter

to change that

yet to come

For one last chance

to do the dance

whose music

—zero sum

 

(The New Room: May, 2023)