Sea change
written
— on the face of denial
(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)
Sea change
written
— on the face of denial
(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)
Callous rows gone fallow
human touch embraced
Hate uprooted — Love replanted
tilled in Heaven’s grace
(Dreamdleep: February, 2024)
I’m tired of people
slinging hash
and calling it Haute Cuisine
The Emperor naked
behind the mirror
where truth still reigns supreme
Waiting for accolades
pity more apt
so they again can void
Leaving their excrement
out on display
— only the rats to enjoy
(The New Room: March, 2024)
Psychopath
Sociopath
Neuropath’s
remind
Every ‘path’
an open route
locked inside
our minds
Empathy
Antipathy
Pathological
liars
Waiting there
to mark the way
as circumstance
— requires
(The New Room: March, 2024)
Your wounds bleed past tomorrow
an inconvenient truth
Unsutured blame — till death reclaims
its healing absolute
(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)
Dying
the most private thing
anyone can do
Goodbye
said a final time
exit sign in view
Living
so attached to death
symbiotic twins
Leaving
with your soul alive
— blessed to rebegin
(Dreamleep: March, 2024)
Attract them
with tomorrow
but give them today
Entrance them
with verses
that pause and delay
The moment
resplendent
divorcing from time
To marry
with wonder
— those hoping to find
(The New Room: March, 2024)
Sometimes …
there’s one poem
that opens your mind
And clears out
the cobwebs
that gather in kind
The words
defy entropy
speaking as one
And pushing you
forward
— their mission is done
(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)
We’ve all been crippled
in different ways
To hobble or stumble
alone in our pain
No one is reprieved
as years take their toll
Till that day we return
one body — one soul
(1st Book Of Prayers: March, 2024)
Disarmed
Bullets fall silent
against words
well chosen
Their caliber
muted
— the target on fire
(Villanova University: March, 2024)
Stuck In Gear
Motion
not an absolute
The world
is never still
Inertia
tries to write the law
Where stop and start
are nil
History
at the speed of light
Consensus
in the math
But standing
here
While stuck in gear
— the notion leaves me flat
(Villanova University: March, 2024)
Before The After
Don’t bog down
in research
Spontaneity
the thing
Truth
is most elusive
And joy
a passing Spring
In flashes
of an instant
What’s timeless
will appear
Thinking often
kills the goose
That lays
— both far and near
(Villanova University: March, 2024)
Deafening Silence
Things most often named
before understood
Then never renamed
for the bad or the good
‘Particles of light’
we now know as waves
But ad infinitum
their reference stays
A ‘Tablet of Paper’
consisting of sheets
Two ‘Bolts’ of lightning
fused Franklin’s belief
A ‘Softball’s’ still deadly
meant to careen
And ‘Deafening Silence’
— spurs wonder indeed
(Villanova University: March, 2024)