Borrow from a liar

  —but steal from the truth

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

She stole your heart

  without asking

    —leaving only a dream to chase

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

Poetry often answers

  —a question never asked

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

Existential—transcendent,

  my words free to leave

 

Though rooted inside me,

  their seeds He conceived

 

They shape and they fashion,

  a will of their own

 

Each moment unfastened,

  a prison disowned

 

Existential—transcendent

 they come and they go

 

In dreams they lie fallow

  my garden to hoe

 

I live in the knowledge,

  past matter and time

 

These words my salvation

  —emergence sublime

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

 

 

Through the eye of the needle

Not to the left or the right

Dodging both on the comets tail

 

I streak into the light

My last wish out in front

As words melt in a fiery contrail

 

And with only one question

To weaken my heart

With only one thing to know

 

The seasons entwine

All beanstalks are felled

With the exit signs all aglow

 

I crash through the doubt

Releasing new hope

My affirmation now to reign

 

And look ever further

Beyond my scope

As my senses become untrained

 

I feel the loose pieces

Start to come off

A new lightness now abounds

 

The last burden has lifted

Burning bright in my wake

Crossing over—turned around

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

Living without the need

  for either love or hate

And immune to the emptiness

  of which so many talk

 

I marvel at the effects

  they both instill and extract

As my mind understands in concept

  —what my heart denies

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

Democracy is messy,

  thank God that it’s not

 

Tyranny once embedded,

  all freedom is lost

 

No liberty for the indentured,

  conscription for thought

 

Free speech for the patriots

   —no matter the cost

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

My eyes explode,

  within the beauty of your image

 

My ears implode,

  within the magic of your words

 

My mind expands,

  within the thought of you inside me

 

My heart ignites

   —within the fire of your love

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016 )

I believe in Jesus

  I believe in Buddha

I believe in Crazy Horse

  —divinity shared

 

I believe in grace

  I believe in enlightenment

I believe in tomorrow

  —the promise it bears

 

I believe in man’s ability

  to rise above his nature

Religion a jailer

  —its lies befall

 

I believe our sacred freedom

  lives within a solemn choice

To become the living embodiment

  —of that voice who calls

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

 

 

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    (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)