The Safe Harbor

Can you imagine something

 beyond your conception

 

Can the truth hide from view

 exposed in plain sight

 

Can you forget to remember

 or remember to forget

 

Is all darkness misleading

 —the safe harbor of light

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

 

 

 

 

 

Waiting For Time

My mind is a garden

 whose plants have grown tall

 

Their season end harvest

 awaiting the call

 

Ideas and feelings

 cross over in rows

 

The laughter of children

 to lead where they go

 

My thoughts now a storeroom

 the food all put up

 

Its sustenance waiting

  for time to erupt

 

The answers gone fallow

 inside of my head

 

All questions reseeded

   —and pointing ahead

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

Unto You

All worth free of sanction

 its value beyond time

 

Our oath most revealing

  a memory divine

 

The Bard more prophetic…

 “To Thine Own Self Be True”

 

One meaning transcendent

   —that gift unto you

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Look

You mortgage the future

 with the currency of time

 

To buy out your fate

 with more meter and rhyme

 

But one look through the darkness

 past devil and saint

 

Explodes your true oneness

 —the moment ordained

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

Divided And Split

Do you have to do something

  you loathe or then hate

 

To finance the thing

  that you love

 

Do you plod to a tune

  out of step and off key

 

To dance freely with

  that from above

 

Do the moments you steal

  and those stolen from you

 

Stand opposed or conjoined

  at the hip

 

Are those times rare and precious

  to freely aspire

 

Worth a life lived divided

   —and split

 

(Train from White River Junction: March, 2016)