When emptiness
replaces memory
The wind…
forever ceases to blow
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
When emptiness
replaces memory
The wind…
forever ceases to blow
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
The first cut sharp and burning red,
don’t edit away its fire
Keep the wound both fresh and raw,
never cauterize your ire
The horizon breaks just once each day,
a new dawn—cold hearts aspire
Rays burning deep, first light to keep
—old ashes to inspire
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Not always understanding…
I write out the words
Lost in comprehension,
till wonder returns
Each line a new postulate,
no phrase left to chance
Last metaphor a song
—my mind still to dance
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Like an open wound
That won’t heal
The current political situation
Bleeds out…
A hemorrhaged polarization
Inside a malignancy of lies
Draining our spirits
—of all life giving faith
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
I like the idea,
but not when it’s real
Your love in a letter,
to read but not feel
Lost in conception,
affection belied
Your words I can handle
—whose touch I deny
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Truth has a power,
exclusively its own
Beyond opinion and verdict,
its nature is shown
Through good times and bad,
its light shining through
A frame to the vision
—whose picture renews
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019)
Before you fall,
you’ve got to stand
Your voice once stalled,
fates reprimand
The paradigm floats,
on swamps that drain
Where praise cries out
—false hope again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Be the champion of your art…
or your playing fields will be empty
—and your spectators left suffering alone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
You bought one more tomorrow,
from my borrowed yesterdays
My voice to sing with Angels,
your love the music plays
You bought one more tomorrow,
as you cast the dark astray
Replacing grief and sorrow
—with a torch that lights my way
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
From My ‘Book Of Prayers’
Can your intelligence
wound your spirit
Can your mind
entrap your soul
Can your hopes and wishes,
logic kill
Can damnation
be the toll
Or
Can a promise
wed tomorrow
Can the future
slay the past
A lifetime spent,
a moment earned
With love
—the thing that lasts
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019)