Kiss me once more lovingly,

than you have kissed before

Tell me that our love is shared,

and one plus one is four

Kiss me once more lovingly,

with time our hearts denied

As death abates, new dreams await

—forever’s wish to hide

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

I’m back from war without my soul,

having pawned it on the field

Among the dead and buried dreams,

whose futile prayers concealed

I wonder where my spirit hides,

as I sleep these endless hours

With day as night and night as day,

in loneliness devoured

My mind goes back to search the graves,

old enemies inside

And calls my name into the dark

—reclaiming every lie

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

Caught inside a memory,

with flashbacks of desire

Your scent returns as lightning

—my heart a copper wire

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

If you’re not ready to kill the lion

—never stalk its trail

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

Knowing only

what your path has shown

—so little have you learned

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

Entropy evaporating

into itself

Birthing an ending

—singular truth

(Villanova Pennsylvania: Tribute To Stephen Hawking October, 2020)

Reaching through the Biosphere,

I touched the hand of God

Who turned me around and pushed me back,

inside my inner pod

Letting me go with these final words,

 transcending into self…

“Your search is to end where you began

—your heart and mind to meld”

(The Book Of Prayers: October, 2020)

Backround information,

footnotes of the weak

Substantiating all excuse,

data incomplete

Reasoned explanation,

wishful thinking’s tool

For dilettante’s to build a stage

—to dance and play the fool

(New Hope Pennsylvania: September, 2020)

Delivering what we said we wanted,

wrapped in dirt and mud

The politician slashed and burned,

and each time drawing blood

He tapped into our memory,

with fear and recompense

Reminding what the past was like,

with promises incensed

He sang old songs, romanced the strong,

the weak then cast away

The jungle’s laws put back in place

—our hopes and wishes preyed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)

I was twenty,
you were nineteen,
that day along the mall

When I heard a guitar
from deep inside,
that round auditorium hall

Up on stage with legends,
Son House, Muddy,
Johnny Winter too

A red haired, freckle faced,
blue eyed girl
commenced to sing the blues

You started with an apology,
saying you were outclassed
and over matched

But once that voice
left your heart and flew
….in nothing did you lack

I followed you out
that afternoon,
in the late State College Fall

And after fifty years of looking back,
every moment
I recall

I walked you to the bus
as you said:
“We’re in Harrisburg tonight

“Why don’t you come,
it might be fun,
from there I catch a flight”

The bus was full,
my eyes looked south
as I hitchhiked down #322

Fate unexplained,
life forever changed 
-that special gift from you

(Villanova Pennsylvania: Looking Back- March, 2018)