The only way to escape the jungle

—is in self delusion

 

(Saigon: July, 1989)

If you write everyday

sometimes you get lucky

As words come together

and thoughts go away

 

The feelings take over

as silence retraces

What memory has bartered

—your fortune to say

 

(The New Room: June, 2023)

 

We all are a masterpiece

cast in His likeness

Blessed to remember

and never forget

 

What God predetermines

an Angel delivers

New light in the darkness

—tomorrow reset

 

(The First Book Of Prayers: June, 2018)

Too many good thoughts

so many bad poems

The bridge to forever

exacting its toll

Too many to count

just one to remember

As beauty releases

—redeeming the soul

 

(The New Room: June, 2023)

Man is predestined

to destroy his world

Consciously damning

‘free choice’ unfurled

 

An apex predator

upon himself

No rhyme or reason

or logic dealt

 

Self-destruction

his stock in trade

His nature foreign

to all else made

 

Killing his brothers

killing his sons

Shakespeare prescient

of what’s to come

 

Time irreverent

he never learns

What sets him free

his folly spurns

 

The clock is running

the hour late

His words now toxic

and filled with hate

 

And when it’s over

but one thing changed

A new world order

—with life reclaimed

 

(Bryn Mawr College: June, 2023)

 

 

  

Caught within a dying art form

a lyricist passed by

(saying)

“Music is my lord and master

it makes the phrases fly”

 

Writing lines of words unwedded

the ink once dry is set

Time and memory freed in song

—the poet to forget

 

(Villanova University: June, 2023)

 

 

Feel its fury

hear it roar

Avenging Angel

 vengeance born

 

Apostatic

 idols vain

Bear the sentence

its will proclaims

 

Chants of guilt

awaken sinners

From their dark

infected dreams

 

O’er the mountains

to the ocean

Heaven’s rage

—its verdict screams

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)

Trying too hard

to appear he’s not trying

Saying too much

without saying a thing

Shapeshifting lover

the fire his mistress

Locked in an image

—whose essence is damned

 

(The New Room: June, 2023)

The Taiji of life

may it ever be so

Driving the artist

and poet who know

The Yin and the Yang

to marry sublime

Truth as their offspring

—whose beauty defines

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)

Owing a debt

you can never repay

Beatitudes leveraged

salvation in play

 

Moments beholden

to all that’s to come

Providence calling

in voices unsung

 

Eternally liable

the invoice sublime

Whose terms reverential

the bursar Divine

 

The wings of an angel

the wings of a dove

In debt to forgiveness

—absolved from above

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)