The gravity

of space

The gravity

of time

Forging

perspectives

Relative

in kind

Newtonian

 dogma

At sixteen

he knew

By curving

the axis

It changes

— the view

 

(The New Room: April, 2024)

Complexity wrapped

in simpler terms

Untying its ribbon  

 — freeing the words

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2024)

 

The arrogance

of conscription

the blasphemy

of denial

 

Abraham

shouting high above

to dam

the bloody Nile

 

We speak with words

deceptive

to try and steal

the peace

 

As blasphemy

that self destructs

in arrogance

— repeats

 

(The New Room: March, 2024)

 

America’s

faded glory

the polo field

reminds

 

Of years

of fleeting greatness

and hopes that lived

in kind

 

A child walks

the ball field

where ponies

used to tread

 

With memories

buried deep below

their grandeur

— all but dead

 

(The New Room: March, 2024)

 

Heaven

has no doorbell

Salvation

has no ring

The call redemptive

from inside

Where Angels

— flock to sing

 

(1^st Book Of Prayers: March, 2024)

 

Able to take change

in smaller increments …

the total overwhelms

 

The pieces digested

in tiny fragments

absconding from the realm

 

— Breaking it down —

 taming the maelstrom

 hail turns into rain

 

The whole reemerging

inside my becoming

 transforming me again

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)

Living in the zoo

hunting in the jungle

Dying in the space between

— buried in the past

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)

Preaching to the choir

one more like will do

Beating the last dying horse

postings stay as new

I’ll read yours if you’ll read mine

lined up in the queue

I’ll say yes if you agree

— who is kidding who

 

(The New Room: March, 2024)

Preaching to the choir

one more like will do

Beating the last dying horse

postings stay as new

I’ll read yours if you’ll read mine

lined up in the queue

I’ll say yes if you agree

— who is kidding who

 

(The New Room: March, 2024)