Running in circles,

spinning in place

 

Everywhere at once

—nowhere at all

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

I abhor…

bigotry,

dishonesty,

hate and

disloyalty,

bias

and jealousy,

misogyny

and tyranny

 

But more than anything

I hate weakness in all its forms,

cowardice being the most destructive,

 which allows all of the things I abhor…

to exist

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

Ships pass in the dark,

so near yet so far

 

A hair’s breadth away

—eternity preys

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

 

For those who will listen,

and those who can hear

 

For those it will matter

—your words to endear

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

You have to be naked

inside a Poem

 

Exposed in its limelight,

a baby new born

 

Starving the doubt

by feeding the fear

 

Everything revealed

—your back to the wall

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

For those who will listen,

and those who can hear

 

For those it will matter

—your words to endear

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

 

 

There’s a power that only certain women have,

a force beyond words to describe

 

Where your breath is frozen, and your eyes are locked,

with every move freeing her guise

 

You surrender the only thing certain and sure,

your downfall worth all she unmasks

 

The future and past in a war they’ll both lose

—as you give what her eyes never ask

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

Youth,

the perception

—of what time throws away

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

You won’t get better

with age

 

Or turn more experience

into a higher art

 

By heading back down,

never reaching the apex

 

To where you first started

—your eyes turned away

 

(St. David’s Pennsylvania: April, 2020)

One last day to suffer,

as silence endures

 

One new day engendered,

to motion toward

 

A musical seamstress,

to stitch me back whole

 

A lyrical consort,

inscribed to behold

 

Each word as my seed,

to lay fertile the plain

 

Each phrase lost and orphaned,

my spirit reclaims

 

That breath once bespoken,

new hope to set free

 

That voice reawakened

—whose soul unto thee

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2020)