Only when writing

do you become ageless

Communing with eternity

— transcending time

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)

My spirit frost bitten

yet still the river flows

Mercy on the distant bank

my fate caught in between

Wishes drift across the ice

but this side holds me fast

Deliverance oh so very near

— in sight beyond my reach

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)

You’ll never find out

where you might have gone

If you don’t leave

where you’ve been

 

You’ll never approach

who you might become

If you change

with every whim

 

You’ll never discover what’s

over the hill

With both feet stuck

in the sand

 

You’ll never discern the

right from the wrong

Indecision

—your command

 

(The New Room: January, 2024)

Complex thoughts

need simple words

The meaning foremost

verse to show

 

The mind expands

new seeds put down

Cross pollinated

left to grow

 

The soil fertile

just sun and rain

As fields once fallow

rise anew

 

The world awaits

each problem solved

In cyphers brief

— with letters few

 

(Rosemont College: January, 2024)

Intellectual larceny

the academic elite

Immune from indictment

inured and effete

They swing their false knowledge

like weapons to maim

The truth left in ashes

— their lies to inflame

 

(Septa R5: February, 2024)

 

There’s a well

in your meadow

only music can fill

 

It’s deeper

 and wider

and calls to you still

 

With its bucket

overflowing

and rope fastened tight

 

Sweet melodies   

waiting

— to quench your delight

 

(The New Room: February, 2024)

Last night

I was able

to outgrow myself …

again

for the very

first time

 

Life was unspun

in the moment

relayed

where tomorrow

and yesterday

rhyme

 

Competing with

the future

the sky

and the moon

my wandering

complete

 

Turning my

destiny

inside out

my nature

expanding

—replete

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)

Better to reach for something

and miss

than to hold back playing it safe

 

Destiny in the intention

and choice

hesitance falling from grace

 

Better to be adopted

by truth in flight

than the orphan of a lie

 

Where words and music marry as one

on the highest mountain

—you climb

 

(The New Room: January, 2024)

 

The best thing of all …

 a memory treasured

The worst thing of all …

a memory shamed

Blessing the one

cursing the other

To live on beyond us

— in praise or blame

 

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)

Like a thief in the night 

academia

wears enlightenment

as a mask

hiding its true agenda

— a stranglehold on the truth

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)