The Pied Piper of failure
loose in our schools
Cacophony playing
of pedants and fools
He lures and beguiles
to those innocent souls
Who locked in his footsteps
—will never be whole
(The New Room: March, 2023)
The Pied Piper of failure
loose in our schools
Cacophony playing
of pedants and fools
He lures and beguiles
to those innocent souls
Who locked in his footsteps
—will never be whole
(The New Room: March, 2023)
Tomorrow left abandoned
with every choice I make
Constricting all potential joy
and limiting my fate
Each short term indecision
restricting unrestrained
My future playing out of tune
a timed and dull refrain
Most often I have missed it
when no outweighs a yes
For temporal gain my judgment strained
—an orphan in regress
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
God is dead
your Divinity wakens
the Word incarnate
—each breath fortells
(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)
We’ve lost the ability
to laugh at ourselves …
P.C. humor both lifeless
and dry
Our levity as tepid
as our character flawed
Fraying the tightrope
—awaiting a fall
(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)
In deepest memory
my mind escapes
to places yet journeyed
undreamed they await
In deepest memory
the future untold
awaiting unbeckoned
—the next bell to toll
(Dreamsleep Tribute To Laura Nyro: March, 2023)
If consciousness dies
is that all there is
or does some higher state
reimagine what was
When consciousness dies
will birth reoccur
no longer indentured
to time and its spurs
If consciousness dies
do rainbows of light
take over our essence
transcending our sight
When consciousness dies
is confusion bereft
as reference get buried
—and prescience resets
(The New Room: March, 2023)
Requesting
forgiveness
from the dead
My will
crossing over
no longer misled
Requesting
forgiveness
my debt was set free
Destiny
reckoned
—atonement complete
(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)
Returning
as a man
woken from the sleep
of lost memory
Daydreaming now
the only option
eyes wide open
images flash
Moments before
become moments after
painting all reference
in shades of gray
Starting the ending
to seal its inception
each step taken
—forward and back
(The New Room: March, 2023)
When everything around us
is dead and gone
All we have left
—is the Word
(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)
Ideas
or wordcraft
There’s times
you must choose
The style
or substance
Which one
left askew
One choice
or the other
Becomes
zero-sum
Delivering
prescience
If words
—on the run
(The New Room: March, 2023)