Not alive enough to die…

lost between a heartbeat

and the bitter end

His spirit wept for

tomorrow

and for yesterday

Mourning all the

buried visions

—of what might have been

 

(The New Room: September, 2022)

 

America’s decline…

war chanted whines

A nation in half

quicksand in our path

 

Altruism dead

alone in our beds

No one left to blame

—married to our shame

 

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Without time

wonder stops

Questions flounder

barren crops

 

Without time

motion falls

Beginnings vacant

—endings stalled

 

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Time waxes poetic

on a distant battlefield

 

The warrior a sage

—whose blood we all share

 

(Dreamsleep: September. 2022)

Losing the election

for doing what’s right

 

Losing the election

for shedding the light

 

Losing the election

for standing your ground

 

Losing the election

for truth honor bound

 

Losing the election

the battle is lost

 

Losing the election

—morality’s cost

 

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Dawn of the city

sunset of humanity

 

Light a burning ash

—darkness closing in

 

(The New Room: September, 2022)

The biggest mistake I ever made…

leaving the place I was going to

 

Frozen inside a desperate moment

—stolen bartered and gone

 

(Yellowstone: September, 2022)

Coming from nowhere

destined for anywhere

Each pathway a mantra

—whose footsteps define

 

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

The shorter the distance

between concept and words

The deeper the impact

—of what’s to be heard

 

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Halfway to Tucumcari

the light began to wane

Halfway to Tucumcari

the guilt turned into blame

 

Halfway to Tucumcari

I heard that voice again

Halfway to Tucumcari

—running from the end

 

(Chama New Mexico: August, 2022)