Its flow an accordion,
to stretch and compress
A double delusion,
old memory suppressed
New moments upon us,
the instant revealed
Time claiming them all
—redundant concealed
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Its flow an accordion,
to stretch and compress
A double delusion,
old memory suppressed
New moments upon us,
the instant revealed
Time claiming them all
—redundant concealed
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
Can God do what he cannot do,
can a circle then be squared
Can choices made be taken back,
their history stripping bare
Can memory lapse and then recall
the things it chose to miss
Can time be stopped as life goes on
—there chained to ne’er exist
(The New Room: October, 2021)
The words merely borrowed,
to then juxtapose
Each Poet the debtor,
whose lender forgoes
All lines duly tendered,
with verses inured
The beauty, the order
—new feelings assured
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
The tragedy of accident,
the wonderment of fate
imprisoning destiny
—on whose steps we wait
(Dreamsleep: September, 2021)
Drowning
in the tides of thirst,
the dam opened wide
—for better or worse
(Dreamsleep: September, 2021)
Deeper than love,
deeper than hate
the abyss that surrounds
inclement to wait
Fortune redundant,
heads in the clouds
escape not an option
—lost faces surround
(Ronald McDonald House: September, 2021)
Music is the highest art,
eternity its host
Time enraptured note by note,
transcendence dose by dose
Calling out and drawing in,
beyond all paint and stone
The minstrel frees the poet’s words
—and drives the feelings home
(Listening To Bohemian Rhapsody: September, 2021)
Verbal incessance,
spewing the words
Feelings left orphaned
—sheaths without swords
(Big Horn Valley: September, 2021)
Is time distorted
or our memory of time
A finite connection
—dimension sublime
(Driggs Idaho: September, 2021)
There’s something more valued
than dollars and cents…
humanity trumping pretend
Your mantra has been
that “winning’s enough”
losing yourself in the end
Each attempt to be clever
and self-aggrandize
takes you away from what’s real
The most treasured of things
to be loved and endeared
—your actions can’t borrow or steal
(The New Room: September, 2021)