Denying the soul…
all words are in vain
a verbal inherence
—spirit proclaims
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Denying the soul…
all words are in vain
a verbal inherence
—spirit proclaims
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
The Present
an undivided instant,
motion incarnate
senses believed
The Past left captive
to memory’s enigma,
the Future escaping
—wishes deceive
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
The past is a forgotten country,
tomorrow a foreign land
traveling inward I leave today
—free of times command
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
In dark corners of the city,
old shadows are found
In dark corners of the city,
premonitions abound
In dark corners of the city,
the doors swing one way
In dark corners of the city,
your soul becomes prey
In dark corners of the city,
where hope goes to die
In dark corners of the city
—your dreams say goodbye
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
What did it cost but regret,
what did it take but denial
What did it bring but despair
—what in the end was worthwhile
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Three persons together,
all speaking as God
each part sum in total
—in reverence of
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Religions embedded,
division commands
which savior, which heaven,
epistles in hand
Devotion to difference,
each split ever wide
one bible three meanings
—all preaching a lie
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Roaming the prairies and fields
of confusion
Coursing the oceans and lakes
of delusion
Resetting my compass by the
northernmost star
Journeying inward
—where near meets the far
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Granting myself latitude,
I stretched every word
In substance and context
—the truth to be heard
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Changing with each season,
voices come and go
what’s lost undreamed, ourselves demeaned,
in search of the unknown
Naked and left wanting,
fortune sires myth
impregnating its mystery
—with tales of the abyss
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)