Tapping into redemptions dream,

I put my smaller dream aside

 

And reveled in its greater power,

reclaiming truth from lies

 

So blessed in this light ablaze,

than by candlelight unknown

 

In thanks I kindle warm again

recharged—with heart aglow

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Words are a garden

where Poets can grow

 

Each verse a thesaurus

of phrases to know

 

A greenhouse of riches

a potters delight

 

A bounty of wisdom

—a harvest of light

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

Each drawer that I fill,

stores something past

 

The future spread out

on the bed

 

As each one closes,

its memories sleep safe

 

Dreams quilted,

and looking ahead

 

Layered inside,

and kept neatly stacked

 

In silence,

their stories unfold

 

Each drawer front embossed,

with a message they share

 

“Open Only If Naked Or Cold”

 

The dresser sits quiet,

its handles untouched

 

As new history begins

with each write

 

And construction resumes,

a new dresser is built

 

To store words that have yet

to take flight

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

My truth

                —the words

 

Your truth

—

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Some will tell,

others describe

 

Feelings of bliss,

hearts that decry

 

Phrases bring life,

to words once alone

 

With meanings immortal

 —heavens to own

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

The Emperor jailed in wishful thinking,

 where only he could be

 

As I escape inside myself

—a prisoner running free

 

 (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

A pound of silver

will only rent today

 

What an ounce of hope

—can buy tomorrow

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Checking the pulse

on insanity’s wrist

 

Its beat never constant,

as demon’s persist

 

The pressure to rise

with each maddening twist

 

Whose heart then to burst

—into lunacy’s bliss

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

A warrior can be an artist,

but can an artist go to war

 

Can the craftsman ever breathe the fire,

that tempered the blade he forged

 

The warrior-poet not the poet-warrior,

the difference in the score

 

All fury do his words inspire

—to bridge the liars fjord

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Tweedledee

and

Tweedledum

 

The fairytale of George W. Bush

and

Barack Obama

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)