The Liars Fjord

A warrior can be an artist,

but can an artist go to war

 

Can the craftsman ever breathe the fire,

that tempered the blade he forged

 

The warrior-poet not the poet-warrior,

the difference in the score

 

All fury do his words inspire

—to bridge the liars fjord

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Something For Pyotr

Is anything more beautiful

than a Tchaikovsky waltz

 

The Nutcracker sublime,

Swan Lake to exalt

 

Where violins elevate,

and horns renew hope

 

Archangels in heaven,

by his music elope

 

Is anything sweeter

than a Tchaikovsky refrain

 

Wind instruments sonorous,

flutes pouring like rain

 

Percussion calls out,

as you rise from your seat

 

No choice but to dance

  —your circle complete

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)