Night often falls

with the matter unsettled

 

The pudding unstirred

—as choices recant

 

(Amtrak R5: June, 2021)

We have few ways left

to assuage our guilt

 

Escape less an option

—new windmills to tilt

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)

Altering the future

confirms your existence

 

In for a penny

—out for a pound

 

(Amtrak R5: June, 2021)

Strength is whittled

as thought pervades

 

Indecision

—the dullest blade

 

(The New Room: June, 2021)

Embers of the past…  

fire inside my memory,

cinders of time

—ashes in the wind

 

(The New Room: June, 2021)

Yesterday inside my head

—tomorrow in my heart

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)

Voices have a color

like anger or happiness,

shouting from the rainbow

in palettes of sound

Voices have a color

like red, blue, or green,

painting the silence

—in brushstrokes of fire

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)

Writers…

gatekeepers to the past

—prophets of tomorrow

 

(The New Room: June, 2021)

Blaming the innocent…

a form of insanity

 

Armed with good intention

—reproaching the night

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)

Promises remain where you leave them

—as only the heart decays

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)