I didn’t forget…
I don’t want to remember
What’s left on the table
where time had command
I didn’t forget…
I don’t want to engender
The past from the future
—the moment at hand
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
I didn’t forget…
I don’t want to remember
What’s left on the table
where time had command
I didn’t forget…
I don’t want to engender
The past from the future
—the moment at hand
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
Hidden deep within the trees
a whispering tomorrow
Buried in their shadows
voices fall and take new breath
The midnight wind blows silent
carrying hope into the future
Words caught up and venture forth
to seed unspoken times
New spaces wait, the inkwells full
as prophets guard the entry
The mistral gales of seasons past
new zephyrs push away
Stanzas form, the future saved
as yesterday approaches
Saplings rising, breezes felt
—new forest closing in
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
Millions of words
are brought to a boil
But only the few
—can rise with the truth
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
Singing a morning,
painting a song
Sculpting a memory,
writing a wrong
Blessing the moment,
kissing the sky
Laughing at sorrow
—living to die
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
Talk about the future
and spoil the present
Fox in the henhouse
rats in the barn
Moment’s unspoiled
never in reference
Today, not tomorrow
prescience the charm
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
Canyons of loss
emotional wastelands
Spires of hope
grasping for sky
Riverbeds bake
mountains are damming
Feelings once deluged
—barren and dry
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
My girlfriend has a girlfriend
as pigeons flee the roost
Pronouns crying God knows what
knots are coming loose
I was my girlfriend’s boyfriend
when lines unblurred defined
My love abeyant, Limbo’s child
—left here misaligned
(Villanova University: June, 2022)
Can you speak to the masses
will your words cross the line
From youngest to oldest
will listeners opine
How many octaves
can sing out your tune
Is it seasonal only
or July until June
Is time to speak kindly
of what you espouse
Or pile like kindling
as scraps from a house
The listeners are out there
awaiting your call
Their ears to the ground
—will you bend to enthrall
(The New Room: June, 2022)
Answer with Poetry…
tempted by Prose
Passions arousing,
feelings exposed
Silence your dialog,
parry in verse
Now more than ever
—quenching your thirst
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
Money for today
but not for tomorrow
Bees in the bonnet
cows in the barn
Poverty lessens
the weight of ambition
Our wishes and dreams
back burner to warm
Love for today
but not for tomorrow
Feelings with shelf lives
spoiled by date
The moment usurps
each hour an orphan
Whose bird in the hand
—neither early nor late
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)