The sins of the father
the sins of the son
Repentance left vacant
each sorrow rerun
An age of despondence
an age of denial
The past beyond hope
—the future beguiled
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
The sins of the father
the sins of the son
Repentance left vacant
each sorrow rerun
An age of despondence
an age of denial
The past beyond hope
—the future beguiled
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
You can’t infringe on greatness
it always needs its space
To stand apart and stand alone
an island in its place
You can’t lip sync a legend
the lyrics never come
Whose price is paid in distance laid
—all glory zero sum
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
The graves have been dug
all bugles away
Medals awarded
for valor displayed
The soldiers in transit
to homes once so dear
But where is the peace
—when gunfire you hear
(Opening Poem To My New Novel: ‘Approaching Storm’)
Its focus changes with the light
in angles newly formed
Exposing what your fear would hide
in images reborn
The camera always sees the truth
its lens encaptures time
Each moment frozen then set free
—in search of the sublime
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
The vagaries within
truth and falsity …
are greater than
the differences between them
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
Make friends of the deaf
they never hear thy questions
And marry the blind widow
to find thy way
Listen to the speechless
their message eternal
The prophets resounding
—thy destiny laid
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
Reason
without evidence
Truth
without form
Burning
the ladder
Immune
from the scorn
Nuance
to sleepwalk
As reality
dreams
Proof
in the eye
Galileo
redeemed
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
Is time but a reference
to prey and confound
(while)
In memory eternal
—enlightenment found
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
There are strange wanderings
in the souls
of the most common of men
Where willpower and intellect
come together
—pointing the way
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
He said what he had to say
to tell the story
He did what he had to do
to rescue time
He paid what he had to pay
to bribe the jailers
He gave what he had to give
—per Gertrude Stein
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)