Stay in the

moment

Time but

a myth

Capture

the essence

Whose instant

encrypts

The truth

of the matter

The heart

of it all

Where feelings

explode

In prescience

— recalled

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)

A master of time

the true lord of himself

Eternity on hold

the moment indwelt

 

The world at his beckon

tomorrow recalled

This instant his present

— forever enthralled

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)

Writing without

imagery

Breathing without

air

Seeing without

vision

Loving without

care

 

Words without

meaning

Voice without

song

Hope without

promise

Night without

— dawn

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)

As good

as they got

Clapton

Allman and Page

Their music

still borrowed

the Delta

on stage

 

Technique

in the offing

devoid

of the pain

As juke joints

and crop shares

sing out

— in refrain

 

(The New Room: August, 2025)

 

To bring forth the truth

 — most holy

To bring forth the light

— Divine

 

(1^st Book Of Prayers: August, 2025)

You love the Ocean

as it comes

I love the Ocean

as it goes

Caught in its tide

of becoming

Washed in the change

— of its flow

 

(Yarmouth Massachusetts: September, 1974)

Controlling

the language

Controlling

the power

Defining

tomorrow

With words

of today

 

Converting

the juncture

Converting

the instant

Defining

the moment

With all

that you say

 

Blessing

your loved ones

Blessing

your enemies

Cursing

the liars

Redeeming

the lost

 

Asking

new questions

Asking

 for answers

Loving

the value

In spite of

— the cost

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)

Hallowed

are the dreamers

that sit

along the rails

To watch the trains

go rolling by

for places

left unveiled

 

Hallowed

the anointed

unpunched

their tickets clean

To see through eyes

that time can’t buy

true islands

— in the stream

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)

In the shadow

of perfection

time stops

— as eternity takes form

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)

Papa said …

“Sentimental

people are cruel”

trading what might be

for what is

 

Filling their plates

with what’s not

on the menu

longing for soda

without fizz

 

Papa wrote

distant

always bringing it close

while leaving the weak

to surmise

 

With feeling

embodied

in hardscrabble words

to challenge but death

— so implied

 

(Gertrude Stein Remembers: August, 2025)