Old enough to reason

young enough to care

My heart eloping with my mind

mustard seeds to share

 

Adding to the zeitgeist

new bricks within the wall

Laying rhythms one by one

—heeding fortunes call

 

(Villanova University: March, 2023)

Losing connections one by one …

my mind has drifted back 

This moment caught within a cloud  

the past sharp as a tack

 

I reminisce in present tense

new frames of reference gone

With that most recent going dim

but still—I hear that song   

 

(Bryn Mawr Hospital: March, 2023)

Songs of eternity

poets romance

Words of sagacity  

—lyrical dance

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

The naive garden

is filled with snakes

To slither and nest

—where ignorance waits

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)  

A therapist skirts the edge of lunacy

like a priest engages sin

 

An evangelist disavows poverty and fear

like a snake that sheds its skin

 

Together they paint the corridors black

with a promised light to come

 

Their patients and converts alone in the dark

salvation zero-sum

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

The bridge to Satan  

is paved with envy 

Voices collapsing

in currents below

Its height entices

the moment fleeting

Perdition waiting

—with gate aglow

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

Stating a positive

about a negative

Knowing nothing

—and sure of the fact

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

Bars of misfortune

singing dark memories

 

Nightmares once stillborn

—beguiling again

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

 

The world is not driven by greed

it’s driven by envy …

Commandment 10 is carved in stone

positioned at the end

Where old injunctions miss their mark

a covetous reminder

Desirous of another’s place

—the devil painted green

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

“You play words like an instrument”

someone once said

Each vowel as a whole note

to consonants wed

 

High praise from a seeker

deftly looking for more

New songs in the making

—words singing du jour

 

(The New Room: March, 2023)