Dancing out from the shadows,
our spirits release
The night from the day,
fresh paint on our cheeks
New fires in the darkness,
where drums beat once more
As voices call inward
—their whispering roar
(Devil’s Tower Wyoming: September, 2021)
Dancing out from the shadows,
our spirits release
The night from the day,
fresh paint on our cheeks
New fires in the darkness,
where drums beat once more
As voices call inward
—their whispering roar
(Devil’s Tower Wyoming: September, 2021)
Prose gets more from poetry,
than poetry from prose
Verse a wellspring where phrases drink
—whose waters flow and flow
(Villanova University: March, 2021)
With cannons of emotion,
heartache was sunk
The future retargeted
—joy on the rise
(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)
What makes you think
you can mortgage a heartache
What makes you think
your payment’s unique
What makes you think
your indebtedness special
What makes you think
—you can leverage the pain
(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)
Your voice like smoke,
it calls from the distance
Luring your enemy into
winds of deceit
The clouds of your fathers,
hiding hailstones above
Disguising the truth
—as you lie in wait
(Devil’s Tower Wyoming: September, 1990)
Shadows of tomorrow,
reflections of yesterday
Images of the moment
—in whose Trinity we pray
(Devil’s Tower Wyoming: September, 1990)
Remembering to forget,
the road opened in front of me
Remembering to forget,
the past drifted away
Remembering to forget,
my today my tomorrow
Remembering to forget
—my tomorrow today
(Devil’s Tower Wyoming: September, 1990)
The road is your only
companion
When the memories won’t kill you
—but the lingering will
(Highway 93 Lolo Montana: September, 1990)
Letting go not holding on,
the closing act of life
To make the crossing burden free,
past vestiges of strife
Letting go not holding on,
from years that pile high
The greatest weight the last to leave
that final one—goodbye
(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)
I do believe in therapy,
but of a certain kind
The type anointed on oneself,
and in yourself to find
A strength to make decisions,
the will to see them through
To best ignore what others say,
while benefiting you
These words are not capricious,
recovery zero-sum
With judgment not to praise or blame
—its cure the only one
(Philadelphia International Airport: December, 2016)