Who speaks to you sincerely,

who calls your name out loud

 

Who plates your image clearly,

and picks you from the crowd

 

Who tends your words forespoken,

as you wander near and far

 

Who waits for you rewoken

—beyond the nearest star

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

Bless yourself,

before blessing others

 

Forgive yourself,

before forgiving others

 

Understand yourself,

before understanding others

 

Love yourself

—before loving others

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

I’ll create my own reality,

in spite of what you say

 

A distant voice you fear the most,

the hunter not the prey

 

You wish for something then hope it’s true,

and wait with fingers crossed

 

To dump the emptiness upon my soul

—your heart defiled and lost

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

Symptomatic folly,

the tail now wags the dog

 

Whose bark, it whimper’s drolly,

all teeth removed and gone

 

Reacting, never acting,

new victims every day

 

All courage has retracted

—the future in harms way

 

Jailed speech unto the warden,

mere words may not contend

 

Our patriotic burden,

its truth we must defend

 

With cowards grabbing power,

a swamp that we must cross

 

Lies from ivory towers

—to fell at any cost

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

Writing verse,

I dally forth

 

Hours more stole,

than loaned

 

Prose to suffer,

and wait in line

 

Time once more

—deposed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

You call it a particle

He calls it a wave

They call it energy

—I call it light

 

You’re locked in physics

He’s locked in quantum

They’re trapped in theory

—blocking all sight

 

Let go the dissection

Let go the mechanics

Let go the empirics

—your eyes then to see

 

Reach out for the music

Reach out for what’s timeless

Reach out with your spirit

—set yourself free

 

(Villanova University Monastery: June, 2019)

Escape in a Poem,

freedom unchained

 

Words come alive,

distant sirens renamed

 

Brevity conquers,

all urge to refrain

 

As magic unfolds

—the present reclaimed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

Here today and gone tomorrow,

the worm can quickly turn

 

A sun last set, all vision spent,

the sum of what you’ve learned

 

The baton is passed, your race has run,

the finish line now crossed

 

With memories firm and wishes free

—your soul its only cost

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

Poetry,

collaboration of one heart

and one mind

 

Written symbiotic,

for many voices

to sing

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

Poets…

Special Forces

Of the literary world

 

Rescuing confusion,

And then

Setting it free

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)