Alone with my thoughts
—the devil makes three
(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)
Alone with my thoughts
—the devil makes three
(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)
Wrapped in surprise
—the greatest gift of all
(Villanova Chapel: February, 2021)
You can feel,
but no longer find
the love
Surrounding,
no longer inside
the love
Remembering,
you cannot forget
the love
Lingering,
you wander in search
—of love
(Danville Pennsylvania: January, 2021)
The taste got sweeter
as the bottle emptied
Each sip more joyous
—the label rare
(St. David’s Pennsylvania: February, 2021)
The coldest you will ever feel…
a smile not returned
(The New Room: February, 2021)
Fear is a mistress
with many suitors
Hapless in spirit
—beguiling profane
(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)
A bevy of censures,
to hit and strike back
Each written reprisal
to ward off attack
A mother-son warning,
once truant come true
Her words now my weapons
—to kill and renew
(Beaupre: February, 2021)
of a morning
of a window
singing freely
/once heard
of a longing
of a distance
in the memory
/wayward
of a darkness
of a warning
that prophetic
/sojourned
but a vow
but a promise
a betrothal
/returned
(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)
Out and back,
its motion imprisons
out and back,
on an endless sea
The ocean pulling
both hard and wide
the tides recalling
—till setting you free
(The New Room: February, 2021)
Grammar school speculators
charlatan math
trading the currency
of borrowed youth
optioning the investment
in forsaken dreams
hedging their futures
with diminished returns
margining interest
—that will never compound
(Radnor School Board: February, 2021)