The visionary Poet,

blind to the word

Framing the consciousness

of a thousand lost days

Riding the emotion

of a memory set free

Escaping the entrapment

of description’s pretense

Vanishing in the mist

—like a rewoken dream

 

(University Of Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

The currency of time

—is blood

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)

In the information age,

we know too much about each other

Too much good and too much bad,

that sets our minds to wander

No longer touching what we once loved,

no longer finding what we once held in our arms

No longer listening to the sweet voice of mystery

that charmed the deep emptiness

 —which now intervenes

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

Stripped of his future,

outrunning his past

 

The doors locked within him

—first to the last

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2019)

Married to only what’s on the page,

each word I wedded

 

The cheers and accolades silenced,

my vow applauded

 

Spoken or read each line was reborn,

within the covers

 

That blanket the fore and after of time

—betrothed to forever

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)

If lost in yourself,

there’s no need to be found

 

As the self-disenfranchised,

circle around

 

They question and lecture,

and spew out their grief

 

To lure you within,

their false broken beliefs

 

“You really don’t get it, man,”

they sing from their bus

 

They say “You’re unhip”

and “You need to be us”

 

The chanting of laughter

they march to inane

 

Where a prank on themselves

—waits in drug induced shame

 

(Villanova, Pennsylvania: December, 2019)

Like wine,

Poets age with every year

 

Tattered labels stained,

vintners unclear

 

Bordeaux, Merlot, or Cabernet,

words mellow in the dark

 

Where time ferments a riper day

—its richness to impart

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)

Nothing, is of great value

—when it replaces something bad

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)

When the ages rock,

all divergence reverts to type

 

And time bows to the inner voice

—of eternity

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2019)

The persistence of memory

—the dilution of time

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)