Some people write

 poetically

And some write

poetic prose

 

Both front and rear gates

lead back to a garden

To harvest

—what is grown

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

It’s always dark

—until you open your eyes

 

(The New Room: December, 2023)

Most of us learn

to live with our demons

Seeing them coming

hearing their call

 

More in the night

when silence is running

Taking their place

to hide in the hall

 

Most of us learn

to live with our fears

More real when imagined

the images churn

 

Once they’re inside us

denial forsaken

To wed the dark moments

—whose effigy’s burn

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

 

Blame …   

deep and abiding

Praise …

a fleeting call

Infliction kills

affection shills

Their contrast

casts a pall

 

One …

a timeless burden

The other …

flits away

Tomorrow’s pain

all joy abstained

Entrapped

—where memories stay

 

(The New Room: December, 2023)

How the world

should be

and isn’t

My choices

could

but don’t

 

What maybe

might

tomorrow voids

The spinning

vortex

—won’t

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

A Wolf Waits

 

Early one morning

reason escaped

And prescience went with it

unlocking the gate

Lights in the asylum

flicker and fade

The inmates grow restless

a deepening shade

Evening brought darkness

no stars in the sky

But nobody wondered

no questioning why

The moon simply vanished

a wolf waits to howl

All order disorder

—with thought disavowed

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023) 

 

Spinning The Cylinder

 

When does intelligence

turn on its host

Killing the patron

leaving a ghost

Russian roulette

in a game zero sum

Perception reloading

—acuity’s gun

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023) 

 

Quantum Leap

 

Life beyond numbers

images reign

Killing all reference 

lost in refrain

Gaming the theory

zeroing out

Counting symphonic

—Angels about

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

Treat someone wrongly

 maybe survive

Treat them as stupid

bees leave the hive

Stinger’s protruding

vitals exposed

Phylaxis laid bare

—venom explodes

 

(The New Room: December, 2023)

Beyond The Nothingness

 

If the Universe vanishes

music remains

Each note but a memory

—forever refrained

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

 

 

The Treasure

 

Life as a system

sits proudly alone

Unlike any other

secure on the throne

 

Not physics mathematics

or music can steal

What living the treasure

—of nature conceals

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

 

 

Amor Est

 

How can you know it was love

—how can you not

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

 

 

There’s knowledge

in the world

for only

the captive

 

Insight

on the other

hand

prescient to roam

 

No ceiling

to happiness

but a floor

to sorrow

 

Direction

a vagrant

that goes

where it goes

 

Spoken

in cadence

our oaths

are rechanted

 

Carrying

voices

through moments

on loan

 

Traveling

together

in blind

expectation

 

Questions

awaiting

in freedoms

—unknown

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

Once spent …

there’s no tomorrow

 

Once spent …

all time is rife

 

Once spent …

your fortune tendered

 

Death’s currency

• —is life

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)