Drifting off untethered,

until caught by my soul

 

Redirected to providence

—anchored and whole

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

The only way to cross eternity

is in a poem

 

As words fly silent and words fly deep,

beyond a future heaven loaned

 

The light speed meteor trails forever

the verses timeless wake

 

Distance not measured in miles or years

—epic ballads to restate

 

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2016)

Money,

is not as powerful as revenge

 

The Dollar,

can never buy back a vendetta

 

Fury,

cuts sharp into a monetary corpse

 

Bleeding red,

 the green trails of betrayals past

 

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Long before title,

long before name

 

A wish was granted,

to begin again

 

Legacy ransomed,

escape from the night

 

A voice breaking through

—into the light

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Poetry…

the music of writing

 

Written unspoken

—for Angels to sing

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Death in comparison,

  a covetous dispatch

 

Jealousy reflected,

  its courtiers attack

 

An emperor left naked,

  his crown a vacant throne

 

Jesters flee the castle

   —as envy sits alone

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Hand me down memories,

borrowed not owned

 

Dreams that are mortgaged

—the present on loan

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Crossing all borders,

 its fever befalls

 

Power infectious

—the cure long recalled

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Political correctness

—prison of the new millennium

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Salvation rises,

from the depths

of the unsure

 

Its light ablaze,

exposing fear

it must cure

 

Redemption hovers,

death’s pestilence

below

 

Casting all there reborn,

in eternity’s

glow

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)