Clouds withhold
tears
of Heaven’s
delivery
Thunder
marks a timeline
of new
discovery
Lightning
the force
that rebrands
our arrival
Flooding
our existence
in memory
— alluvial
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
Clouds withhold
tears
of Heaven’s
delivery
Thunder
marks a timeline
of new
discovery
Lightning
the force
that rebrands
our arrival
Flooding
our existence
in memory
— alluvial
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
We must
relinquish
the fear
of fear to come
When trapped
in our psyches
it keeps us
undone
Fear
when its real
has a worth
of its own
But
its anticipation
should be forever
— disowned
(Watching Fine Lines On Netflix: November, 2025)
Politics
used to have
borders
Within which
the battles
were found
But now
those conflicts
spread far and wide
Running
friendships
and families aground
The baby
thrown out
with the bathwater
Noses
cut off
to spite every face
Civility
gone
fraternity pawned
With zero sum
outcomes
— in place
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
You write
inside the circle
I write
outside the arc
Praise and pander
despoiled ground
Where my words
refuse to park
Applause and cheers
to follow
Like the Reaper
closing in
Owning your soul
with each accolade sold
Indentured
— to their whim
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
Eighty percent living
fifteen percent dreaming
five percent — writing the words
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
A younger friend
an older soul
Both prescient
and most wise
Her light that burns
a gift to all
Hippocrates’
— to shine
(To Pending Doctor Anais Vionet: November, 2025)
Writing in verse
my voice
deep within
A rising
butterfly
skirting the wind
Piercing
the silence
in harmony flies
On wings
beating meter
— rhythm and rhyme
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
In debt
with a dollar’s
down payment
on lies
Veracity
hiding
the truth
in disguise
Intentions
repaving
the highway
to hell
With blood
on the toll booth
and lye
— in the well
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
Refusing to appease the host
while skin and bones hang on
His mind departed, his spirit free
— his words released in song
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
The smokescreens
of your mind
The firewall
of your soul
Keeping in
and keeping out
Tomorrow’s child
— and yesterday’s troll
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)