Lover In Armor

A question unanswered,

a wish unfulfilled

 

A moment left fleeting,

to wander until

 

A maiden unmarried,

a tryst never made

 

A lover in armor,

a husband forbade

 

A day left to dwindle,

the twilight to roam

 

A promise indentured,

enslaved and alone

 

A question unanswered,

a wish unfulfilled

 

A moment left fleeting

—to wander until

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2020)

Vitam Aut Mortem

Is this life we live,

the life we know,

really death

from another plane

 

Is the hurt we suffer,

and the struggle we bear,

the result

of another realm

 

Are the visions we see,

and the insights unnamed,

but a window

into that world

 

Is what we call life,

what they call death,

with its reckoning

left untold

 

(Rosemont Pennsylvania: April, 2020)

 

Stronger Winds

A dark cloud swept o’er me today,

and visited but couldn’t stay

 

It tried to blow my voice away,

but stronger winds then had their say

 

Poisoning rains lay overhead,

whose black veil lifts in mornings glow

 

Their invocation scoffed again

—by everything Mariah knows

 

(University Of Pennsylvania Hospital: April, 2020)

‘Thank You Drs. Torp, Thaler & Weinstein’

 

Ames — 1967

The country was turbulent on TV,

but not in Iowa

 

The ‘Times Were A Changing’ for most to see,

but not in Iowa

 

There was more to sound than snippets or bites,

back then in Iowa

 

Each voice was heard when spoken and free,

back then in Iowa

 

The kindling burned in most other states,

but not in Iowa

 

Ideals were being traded, their price was blood,

but not in Iowa

 

The generations still talked and listened together,

back then in Iowa

 

The world made more sense away from the madness

—back then in Iowa

 

(Dennison Iowa: June, 1980)