Escaping myself,
I ran into the wilderness
Escaping myself,
I ran back through the dawn
Escaping myself,
my shadow had vanished
Until capturing myself
—in the words of your song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)
Escaping myself,
I ran into the wilderness
Escaping myself,
I ran back through the dawn
Escaping myself,
my shadow had vanished
Until capturing myself
—in the words of your song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)
Buying into eternity
one Poem at a time
My dreams are my currency
a richness sublime
Buying into eternity
words soar into verse
On the wings of an Angel
—salvation dispersed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)
Ending In Regret
Most of us wait
for what few of us get
Then start the excuses
—that end in regret
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Inside Your Heart
With your every smile,
my life grows longer
Both on this earth
—and inside your heart
(To My Grandson Hunter: January, 2014)
The Felony Of Language
The felony of language
is within the larceny
of being neither right
—nor wrong
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Unspoken Dawn
The morning returns
new verses unheard
rising eternal
—in the unspoken dawn
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Speaking with one voice
the silence unsettled
As the many inside me
cry out to be heard
Laced within my words
never fluent themselves
Woven in my acceptance
—their gift to inspire
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Like wine in storage,
The cellar of my perception ages
Buried deep in its recesses
The past and future abandoned
—time no longer the vintner
Fermenting in the immediacy
Of the chosen instant
And distilling in the perfection
Of the perpetual present
—the moment reopens
Bringing with it everything
—and nothing at all
(Garrett Hill Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Can men fight without symbols
where victory calls beyond love and hate
Can men die without symbols
or reason conquer the blindest faith
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Vindicta
The ends justify the means
—when the means entail revenge
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Sum = Zero
Totality expanded
The sum is now zero
Risk and certitude
—one and the same
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
The past faded
as ideas came alive
Destroying with every thought
the status…
—of the status quo
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
The light through
My Grandmother’s
Bedroom window
Called out to me
‘Calls out to me’
Leading me to places
Where I had to go
Revisiting me now
In my twilight years
‘In my twilight years’
Reminding me again
Of those places I’ve been
And my reasons for going
As the mileposts shone
‘And the mileposts shine’
Reaching into the distance
Where the horizon pulled
And the dawn arrived
In what drove me once
‘In what drives me still’
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
When your art
Becomes divorced
From any end result
—you have arrived
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)