A human life

is given free

and taken

without payment

The times

 between

to lend and borrow

— till fate reclaims your soul

(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)

There’s poetry

in everything

the essence

and the form

As words set free

what time deceives

and hides within

the norm

A verse unsaid

awaits intent

to fill

the idle hours

Where hope endows

the moment proud

to dance

— among the flowers

(The New Room: September, 2026)

You never were

that kind of father

So I could never be

that kind of son

You saw what you

wanted in others

But with us it was

all zero sum

I reacted to what

you were doing

And not to the bombast

you spread

As the rift ever widened

between us

Into canyons of anger

— and dread

(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)

Those first words

spoken truly

— the most sacred in your heart

(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)

Never conflate

money and love

The one hates the other

when push comes to shove

Never confuse

false pander for care

The almighty dollar

— unable to share

(The New Room: September, 2026)

You are only as much

as you settle for

And only as much

as you dream

When the fences come down

new horizons are found

And new islands appear

— in the stream

(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)

Death

begets a birthing

The cycle

to repeat

Its journey

long and twisted

Meandering

like a creek

Death

starts out an infant

Learning first

to crawl

Arriving

at its end point

To answer

— natures call

(The New Room: September, 2026)

Stillness

is a bridge

Emptiness

a chasm

Stillness

is a blessing

Dharma

to impart

Stillness

overtakes you

When your world’s

in spasm

Stillness

is the magic

Deep within

— your heart

(The New Room: September, 2026)

Oh,

to be

remembered

Oh,

to memories

serve

Oh,

to cheat

the reaper

Oh,

to strike

a nerve

Oh,

to light

the candle

Oh,

to be

a spark

Oh,

to live

inside you

Oh,

to smite

— the dark

(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)

Scars

remind us

that the pain

was real

Memory

hardens

what time

can’t heal

Ingrained

within us

they serve

to warn

The past

unheeded

is soon

— reborn

(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)