Given facts
and reasoned truth…
Can’t marry each other
without changing their suit
Some things our intellect
tries to explain
Can you turn off a light
that turns back on again
The reasoning sands
and factual concrete
From thin ice to thick,
what’s now indiscreet
Decisions and choices
are still made the same
But to rent or to own
—real estate of this game
(St. David’s Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
Can you talk about good
without acknowledging evil
Could they ever
exist on their own
Can you go somewhere
without leaving someplace else
The answer
fairly shown
Simplistic by nature,
linguistic in form
Contrast
rules the day
Allowing for one
by embracing the other
Truth to each
conveys
(Wayne Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
Is something unphysical
in charge of this world
That lines every moment,
unseen and unfurled
Scientists say NO,
breathing fire as they shout
What is it then
that scatters atoms about
Darwin had his theory,
well accepted—unproved
That things change themselves
on condition and mood
But somewhere deep
in the backs of our minds
A notion lay hidden,
firmly placed to remind
This proof we so revel in,
whose truth we revere
Has constantly changed
since the dinosaurs were here
So try to stay open
as new data evolves
Remembering the axioms
it now must resolve
And tune in to something,
not burdened by facts
The rock of all ages
—still blindly intact
(Radnor Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
Most of our lives are lived
in an in-between world…
yesterday and tomorrow the bookends
to what has happened
and what is yet to come
ordering the mayhem in an artificial attempt
at unity and control
escape becomes an option for the very few
who no longer believe in the prescriptive banner,
the forecasted promise,
the dogmatic challenge
—or the printer’s ink
(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)
Beyond every question…
God is the answer
filling in the gaps of our imperfection
offering hope in the face of despair
light to shine through the darkness
and promise
when abandonment is all we feel
lifting the burden that covers our greatness
reaffirming our choices
strengthening our wills on the forge of His power
unblocking the final entryway
—to ourselves divine
(The Book Of Prayers: October, 2020)
Traipsing off to the cave
with my feelings and thoughts
A Hermit I’ll be,
my last battle now fought
Alone with my memories,
together indwelt
Eternity reckoned
—transcending myself
(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)
There’s nothing objective about spirit,
in that lies its strength and its truth
Unable to measure, only to feel,
its critics profane and uncouth
Science declares it the enemy,
its formulas explaining away
Why love has no bearing and within it we’re lost
—God’s execution unstayed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
The commonest denominator,
stepping toward the throne
His minions with their blindfolds on,
about to be disowned
The commonest denominator,
laughing at their pain
Another lie, stick in the eye
—a life of greed and shame
(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)
Both old and new thou must review,
changing pink to red
Those poorly formed, to stay forlorn,
hiding in their beds
Begin then end, begin again,
on chance the meaning fed
Whose banquet serves another time
—a feast eternal spread
(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)
Not in command of what happens next,
only in how we react
The world gets to pitch and we get to catch,
in hope that our strikes are intact
No matter how hard we struggle
and fight for a sense of control
Reality looms till fatality dooms
—eternity taking its toll
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
