Exigent Power

Epiphany’s truth

 needs no defenders

 

Its window stays open

 the light shining through

 

The nature of being

 its servant not master

 

With exigent power

 —beyond legend or proof

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

 

Sighted Blind

My dog was hurt; he couldn’t hunt,

  and left me in the field

 

To wander into aimlessness,

 my prey as yet to yield

 

His nose was gone; the point was lost,

 the tracks turned right then wrong

 

My gun recocked but sighted blind

 —all certainty had gone

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

 

One Final Bill

Sleeping through forgiveness…

 I’m re-invoiced by the pain

 

The nightmare real, escape undone, 

 the reasons all to blame

 

Trapped within my memory,

 each image haunts and preys

 

Excuses gone as judgment reigns

 —one final bill to pay

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

Silence To Collide

“Playing tennis without a net,”

 perhaps Robert Frost was right

 

Free Verse serves with no return,

 day volleys into night

 

One long shot into the darkness,

 an open end divide

 

Its message fades, an echo dim

 —with silence to collide

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)