Dying alone,
a forgotten song
Last lyric unsung
—muted and gone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Dying alone,
a forgotten song
Last lyric unsung
—muted and gone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
The gallows were offered,
guillotine chosen
Executioner a matter
of choice
The sinner repentant,
evil now lessened
Death calls
—in a welcoming voice
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Writing the lines,
one word remains absent
To give the verse promise,
new voices to fill
Speaking my heart,
I pause before ending
Taking a breath
—as the silence distills
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
From the Devil’s stable,
I picked the fastest stallion
And rode beyond perdition
—through eternity’s flames
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)
Stepping stone Nirvana,
a pathway through the maze
Temptation churns between the stones
—each tread fruition laid
(Dreamsleep: August, 2019)
A Mississippi back road,
burns in my mind
Its memory twice buried,
resurfaces, reminds
That Mississippi back road,
you once led me down
Perdition, destruction
—damnation refound
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
A young poet is to an
older man
As an old poet is to a
younger man
When young then old,
when old then young
The future borrowed,
the past twice sung
The old man’s knowledge,
the young man’s youth
To bite the deepest
—with wisdom’s tooth
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Behind ivy thoughts and mortared speech,
my soul cannot be bought
As I worship freely deep within
—the truth forever caught
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Dimension,
Stretching itself
Reaching the unknown
Feeling what can’t be felt
Unnumbered
Not counted or named
Para-atomic
Time abandoned
Intention free
Returning without
Returning within,
Dimension
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Does verse reveal
the litter
That left strewn,
clogs up your mind
Does poetry
uncover
What the prose tries best
—to hide
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)