Poets see verse in every moment
beauty with every look
Pain for every step misplaced
scars that words prebook
Poets see light within the darkness
music in the dread
Hope when wishes cross the line
—life to those once dead
(Dreamsleep: April, 2023)
Poets see verse in every moment
beauty with every look
Pain for every step misplaced
scars that words prebook
Poets see light within the darkness
music in the dread
Hope when wishes cross the line
—life to those once dead
(Dreamsleep: April, 2023)
You say you’re in search of America …
go to the food court at the mall
If you can still eat after looking around
—you ignore the Ravens call
(The Court At King Of Prussia: April, 2023)
You can’t teach poetry pro forma
it’s the effort of a fool
You can’t gain sagacity from a book
or by the golden rule
You can’t be what you haven’t lived
the safety net misleads
You can’t bleed with another’s blood
transfused each phrase deceives
The dance floor or the balcony
true seekers get to choose
And write those words their pain has forged
—that dilettantes misuse
(Dreamsleep: April, 2023)
The end of my life
brings newfound freedom
wrapping around me
like the wings of a dream
Lifting me off
and carrying me selfward
dropping me prescient
—to depths once unseen
(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)
The raw material of art
is pain
The grandest illusion of all
is time
Whether parchment, canvas,
melody or stone
Each breakthrough immortal
—creation sublime
(The New Room: March, 2023)
Truth doesn’t have an owner
propriety be damned
The light from the source
directing us home
—unbroken by command
(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)
The middle of the road
is where people live
The middle of the road
is where our hearts sing
The middle of the road
it raptures and calls
The middle of the road
—a home for our wings
(The New Room: March, 2023)
Arresting the future
as well as the past
Time the great jailor
its prison precast
A graveyard of victims
in temporal loss
Destiny preying
—perdition the cost
(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)
Hearing the word
speaking the word
Often quite different
—often the same
(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)
The truth in translation
knowledge distraught …
He swept through the cosmos
a truant uncaught
His wings never clipped
his sails never trimmed
He flew through tomorrow
a new Seraphim
Those who were watching
their eyes disbelieve
Unburdened by dogma
—transcendence achieved
(The New Room: March, 2023)