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)

The power in his words,

the love in his eyes

 

The truth in his heart

—no time can disguise

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)

The cover pulled back,

exposure full bore

 

Protection gone

—final judgment ensured

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)

Where do you go

at the end of your dreams

Where do you go

when the daylight moves on

 

Where do you go

once your voice has run dry

Where do you go

—when tomorrow is gone

 

(Pagosa Springs Colorado: July, 2019-Rewritten 2-23-2021)

 

“Fire of my words…

vanish like smoke

into a raging sky

Blanket forever

the memory

of my being”

 

(Pine Ridge South Dakota: July, 2009)

Freeing the myth,

begotten to dream

 

Ramparts to crumble

—Sorcerer’s scheme

 

(Rosemont Pennsylvania: February, 2021)

Buried reflection,

 pits of regret

 

Reasons to wander,

darkness forgets

 

Images rising,

blessed by the sun

 

Timeless reversal

—forgiveness begun

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)

One may lose his honor

—but it can never be taken from him

 

(Pine Ridge South Dakota: July, 2009)

Drifting into the past,

tomorrow slipped further away

 

Drifting into the past,

my writing had little to say

 

Drifting into the past,

the moments became moments no more

 

Drifting into the past

—being no longer certain or sure

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)