I knew it long before the end
my affairs to order fast
The days once promised now recalled
my future is my past
Each day times ten the countdown on
as memory wanders back
Tomorrow once was like the stars
that time would not attack
Into this funk I drift away
each phrase might be my last
The river calling out to me
the falls my soul’s repast
With T’s all crossed and dotted I’s
I hear the trumpet blow
and carried on a distant wind
—into the fates I go
(The New Room: May, 2022)
Reaching for the universe
fate extends a hand
Shortcut to Andromeda
route at its command
The speed of light exceeded
all flashes turn inside
To burn and bend eternal
where life no longer dies
Each star laid out before me
whose orbits spin and weave
Their presence all revealing
what black holes can’t retrieve
Inside there are no limits
or borders to constrain
The words forever calling
in voices—time reclaimed
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)
Boiling away the edges
letting the core expand
Limitations drifting free
clarity at hand
Horizon coming at me
sky and earth as one
Sunsets in my memory
answers on the run
A token for the master
a pittance bye and bye
Value placed in what is not
scientists decry
My width and breadth immortal
the universe set free
To roam forever in my heart
—your eyes too blind to see
(Saint David’s Pennsylvania: May, 2022)
Heaviest is the heart
—that wears the frown
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)
Leaky Poets
dripping Prose
Words secreted
left unchose
Wanton memories
twisted lies
Moment’s bartered
naked I’s
Love on steroids
feelings burn
Swelling heartache
pages turn
New tomorrow
old reprise
Armageddon
death’s surprise
One more time
into the breach
Last wave ceding
from the beach
Leaky Poets
undisclosed
One word answer
—no one knows
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)
A shadow hides behind your smile
in the Riviera sun
Parisian moments long ago
our love had just begun
A child born then lost to time
whose laughter still we hear
As life took back its greatest gift
—his memory to endear
(Mayenne France: April, 1978)
The depth of your inkwell
the breadth of your pain
where life springs eternal
again and again
To suffer the moment
in timeless refrain
releasing the freedom
removing the stain
Each diamond unpressured
betrays like the night
whose darkness is fleeting
and gone with the light
Your quill reaching deeply
for what came before
and what lives forever
—in words evermore
(The New Room: May, 2022)
The encumbrance of peace
is war
Silence remortgaged
—as payments begin
(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)
A madman’s humanity
of which we decry
When he has those feelings
the same, you and I
How can he commit
such actions of death
Then cry when a comrade
lets out his last breath
A madman with feelings
the concept abhors
That he loves his children
his dog and his whores
His body dies bloody
his legend to live
Embroiled in fury
—only time can forgive
(The New Room: May, 2022)
Watching ‘Narcos’ on Netflix
From the top of Penn Center
he chose his first victim
Twenty stories up
as the train rolls below
A solitary pigeon
breaks free of the pack
Its eyes focused downward
for scraps that might show
His wings ever silent
with talons extended
At over a hundred
he drops from the sky
The prey in his clutches
a nest on the spire
where eyas sit waiting
—their mouths open wide
(16th & JFK Boulevard-Philadelphia: May, 2022)
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