Praeterita

Celebration of what used to be,

what might have been,

what never was

—the past

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)

Death & Taxes

Memory kills time,

as time kills life…

Faster than a paid assassin,

colder than a dream that’s stolen

—surer than the tax man knows

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)

Into The Valley Of Death

Avarice…

the family of man

chasing the last baton

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)

Iron John

Conviction…

forcing our will

on the inertia of circumstance

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)

Wishes To Hope

The more I think I really know,

the less I understand

The farther out to sea I drift,

the more I miss the land

The stormier the days repeat,

my soul to chase the sun

The rules I once thought hard and fast,

denounced and on the run

The more I think, the less I feel,

my spirit inexcused

The hours spent off from myself,

those times I stay confused

As days fade into sleepless nights,

the moon to haunt my dreams

Where wishes live to hope again

—if I can just believe

(1^st Book Of Prayers: June, 2019)

Humbly I Pray

Tonight through the darkness,
I wander and crawl

The faces seem ghoulish,
my past to recall

Unsure of direction,
I listen for sounds

To possibly guide me,
as fire abounds

I look to my left,
as hooves thunder past

I look to my right,
and Beelzebub laughs

All colors have gone,
just the fieriest red

I live out my fear,
I live out my dread

One hope then to muster,
that faith remains true

And guides me inclement,
past demons anew

Despair almost total,
regret full in charge

I squint through the smoke,
there’s new light from afar

I plod on my knees,
and it grows brighter still

As the temperature drops,
and the moment is chilled

Once free of damnation,
my life starts again

With sacred commitment,
forgiven of sin

My tomorrows in passing,
I live for today

Belief my salvation
—as humbly I pray

(1^st Book Of Prayers May, 2019)

The Summit

Climbing the mountain,

you walk on its rim

scratching the surface

never let in

Once at the summit

new footing takes hold

rock you can stand on

—legend foretold

Climbing the mountain,

never look down

focus above you

reach for the crown

Others who failed

and others to come

will follow the tracks

—that lead zero sum

(The New Room: March, 2022)

Unheard & Unknown

Without a reader

the poem is dead,

stillborn and lifeless

—buried unread

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)

MetaMorph

When feelings stop,

words take over

Emotion harried,

pen unleashed

Heart in limbo,

mind resurging

Muse in waiting

—time released

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)

Nauita Tempus

Our past is never

where its left,

the tide always returns

Those things unsaid

not put to bed,

like butter still unchurned

Returning once

returning twice,

its power built on fear

To undermine

those things adrift

—till anchored yesteryear

(The New Room: March, 2022)