The Wind To Know

Lost in the miles, lost in the smiles,

the road calls out my name

 

Throttle in hand, a beckoning land,

no two days then the same

 

Direction unmapped, my nose to attack,

what’s never been before

 

Fate rides ahead, making my bed

—the wind to know for sure

 

(Limon Colorado: August, 2019)

Beyond All

Within the depths of all I fear,

a voice holds me at bay

 

And clears a path, my soul to roam,

to stumble on its way

 

The darkness lures, a light unshone,

new words to keep me strong

 

As legend steals what fact denies

—beyond all right or wrong

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

Palette Free

Musical and painted phrases,

dance around my memory

 

Reds and Blues and vivid Gold’s,

rush across my bridge of dreams

 

Colors streak into the sky,

their song a magic portrait

 

Clouds chanting in vibrant hues

—as the light sings palette free

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017) On-Line 3/17/2017

 

 

Our Future Imperiled

The Genie is now out of the bottle,

and referred to as ‘The Net’

 

Where hackers are countries unto themselves,

empowered worldwide—great threats

 

Able to intrude and disrupt at will,

weaving a new kind of hell

 

With privacy raped and freedom attacked

—barraged, our future imperiled

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)