The many intersections of life
obscured in complexity
Go left or go right
to stay or move on
The interchange of salvation
whose overpass eludes us
An escape of transcendence
— most never find
(The New Room: June, 2024)
The many intersections of life
obscured in complexity
Go left or go right
to stay or move on
The interchange of salvation
whose overpass eludes us
An escape of transcendence
— most never find
(The New Room: June, 2024)
Hidden from perdition
disguising me again
Final thorn of life’s florescence
trapped within her pen
Darker than the madness
eternity cajoles
The pathway to forbidden fruit
— her masquerade unfolds
(The New Room: June, 2024)
Virtuoso
take me home
to a place
I’ve never been before
Virtuoso
play my song
in a voice
I’ve never heard in lore
Virtuoso
be my Muse
your flute heard calling
through the mist
Virtuoso
fortune’s child
when darkness casts
— my soul remiss
(1st Book of Prayers: June, 2024)
Under the beat
between the notes
inside the groove
— FUNK
(Tower Theater: May, 1974)
If we stayed young
and didn’t age
would marriage last
to turn the page
Would love endure
and pledges stay
with time becalmed
— and youth sustained
(Dreamsleep: May, 2024)
America has lost control
of the Founders rule of law
The criminals are now in charge
as truth has been declawed
Locking up the standard bearers
with new self-serving lies
Banana groves are planted deep
— where freedom used to thrive
(Independence Hall: May, 2024)
No need to be good
when chasing the great
The moral imperative
deludes and conflates
With blinders on horses
we ride through the fray
Our eyes on tomorrow
— in search of today
(Dreamsleep: May, 2024)
Drowning in my bitterness
and the smallness of reluctance
I refuse again to see
what life has gifted me unclaimed
Falling back into the prison of my dark
unfolding memoir
Drifting lost into an older time
— negativity holds dear
(The New Room: May, 2024)
Dead Calm
Without friction
there is no motion
Without motion
— creation stops
(Dreamsleep: May, 2024)
Abeyance
My pen is searching
for its guitar case
a place to sleep
when the writing’s done
To rest in the dark
between flowing moments
of what might be coming
— and old verses sung
(Dreamsleep: May, 2024)
Nowhere To Hide
The haunting of our memories
never to escape
No continent wide nor ocean deep
— will shield us from their rape
(Dreamsleep: May, 2024)
Falling Into Silence
For years
I’ve had an old man’s body
Today
an old man’s mind
The past
a memory ever haunting
Tomorrow looming
— in decline
(Listening To Paul Simon: May, 2024)
Shadow Dancing
Making everyday life poetic
doggedness abounds
Separating wheat from chaff
— harder than it sounds
(Dreamsleep: May, 2024)
Again New Orleans
Waking up from a dream
inside another dream
inside another dream
inside another …
(Listening to Wynton Marsalis: May, 2024)
Never about the mileage
but about the miles
Always about the moment lived
— escaping time
(Dreamsleep: May, 2024)