Victory is a song unwritten,
whose words beget the score
With truth in play, all time relayed,
past battles, future wars
Yesterday winless, tomorrow tied,
the moment zero sum
The hour prescient, each second dear
—glory still unsung
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
Is your pathway to Heaven now structured,
with words that your verse seeks to pray
Is your stairway straight up or diverted,
remittance and debts to repay
Is your meaning construed or verbatim,
intention set free of this world
Is your love what was given or taken
—your heart ill at ease or unfurled
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Be in awe of yourself,
ever struck with delight
Gift wrapping your thoughts,
in the goodness of life
Treasure the memories,
letting go of the pain
Releasing the wonder
—as Heaven proclaimed
(High Point North Carolina: April, 2017)
If Art
is our connection to the senses
Then Poetry
is our connection to the soul
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Labels…
crutch for the unenlightened
Support system
for the crippled mind
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
My eyes unleash upon the world before me,
where Heaven wrests all darkness from its reign
These sights my fortune gladly spent on freedom,
to rise and fall as sun and moon both share
The seasons press their head and tail foreclosure,
to trail the one in front and lead the back
As cousins of the changing time indenture,
the same but separate lost within themselves
(Villanova On Avon: October, 2019)
Virtue when expressive,
deafens bad intention
Its voice to live beyond,
excuses and retort
A minstrel plays a song unsung,
as sages rise to dance
All words rephrased in lyric tones
—the devil mute and gone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
A gentle fawn weeps
where God has taken a step
The forest his cathedral
—pathway to rebirth
(Dreamsleep: October, 2019)
Answering with phrases loaned…
a paradox recalled
The choices, nouns and pronouns,
all verbs to rise or fall
Old questions freed, all doubt besieged,
defined and then dethroned
The power in each chosen word,
to borrow—not to own
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
Is your greatness unendorsed
by godly symbols old and new
Is your strength contained and held within,
as broth begets the stew
Is your message clear with no defense,
either martial or sublime
With freedom at your beck and call
—all stricture cast aside
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
