Ode To Keats

Beauty is truth,

truth is beauty,

let me count the ways

 

Beauty is truth,

truth is beauty,

so near, so far away

 

Beauty is truth,

truth is beauty,

one chance to cross the line

 

Beauty is truth,

truth is beauty,

love is so defined

 

Beauty is truth,

truth is beauty,

as time begins today

 

Beauty is truth,

truth is beauty,

one word, so much to say

 

Beauty is truth,

truth is beauty,

to reach inside oneself

 

Beauty is truth,

truth is beauty

 —whose passion only felt

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)

Unanswered Cries

Do you need to be born in Africa or Haiti

to be saved

What about the single mother in the ghettos

of Detroit

Will an actor or politician or philanthropist

deem you worthy

Of a rescue from a situation that as assuredly

kills

Cable TV asks for your money for the starving

third world

While lost souls in your shadow are homeless, crying

—in plain sight

 

(Norristown Pennsylvania: January, 2021)