Professional Poet
—consummate oxymoron
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
Professional Poet
—consummate oxymoron
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
Leasing eternity…
sorrowful joy
Rent paid in moments
death’s choirboy
Light deeded tenure
sight to regain
Conceptual escrow
—vision’s domain
(The New Room: June, 2022)
Leasing eternity…
sorrowful joy
Rent paid in moments
death’s choirboy
Light deeded tenure
sight to regain
Conceptual escrow
—vision’s domain
(The New Room: June, 2022)
Brothers by birth
brothers in arms
Blood running deepest
unity warns
Brothers in life
brothers in death
Destiny’s union
—sharing one breath
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
Biting my tongue
the words choke inside me
Moments digested
—unable to rise
(Deamsleep: June, 2022)
Without death
life loses all beauty
Without death
life loses its way
Without death
life’s value diminished
Without death
life reasons to pray
Without death
life’s years lose their value
Without death
life’s seething refrain
Without death
life loses its prescience
Without death
—life dearth to explain
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
California Dreamin…
Momma Told Me Not To Come
By The Time I Get To Phoenix
Will Anybody Really Know What Time Has Spun
Hotel California…
Its Chain Gang wearing thin
Searching for an American Woman
Blowin In The Wind
Bill Bojangles Robinson…
preaching Fire And Rain
New York’s A Lonely Lonely Town
dragging Ball And Chain
Summertime Blues and Porgy’s drowning…
Riders On The Storm
Layla kisses Judy Blue Eyes
Stairway To Heaven scorned
Woodstock and a Big Bear Scrambler…
Who’ll Stop The Rain
Don’t Think Twice this Hard Day’s Night
Eli’s Comin again
Hey Jude, Moondance is calling…
It’s Too Late says Ms. King
Yesterday’s Hound Dog barking Crazy
—the Purple Haze begins
(Rosemont College: 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)