Spoken Left

Consciousness is split in two,

the left side has a voice

 

The right side listens mute aware,

the left side has a choice

 

Two conscious beings inside one brain,

split left and right distinct

 

As knowledge shared is spoken left

—each time you stop and think

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2019)

All Verses Called Back

Will your writing change when death comes to call,

knowing it’s time for goodbye

 

Will each word become richer, each memory dear,

in the limited by and by

 

As finality beckons, will conviction resolve,

 each day meaning more than the last

 

Your faith shaken then stirred, all verses called back

—eternity’s epitaph

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)

Left Unsung

Do you see yourself inside your dream,

or chasing close behind

 

Is your love unquestioned, given free,

or bartered, contract signed

 

Are your lyrics empty without applause,

audience on the run

 

Will the future ransom a past still lost

—the moment left unsung

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)

To Call From Within

Each mind is a filter…

the wheat from the chaff

 

Each vision dissected,

to cry or to laugh

 

Each chance in the moment,

to live or to hide

 

Each reason a marker,

to vow or belie

 

Each leaf that has fallen,

the price that we’ve paid

 

Each morning recalling,

which bed is unmade

 

Each voice in the distance,

one name on the wind

 

Each memory unspoken

—to call from within

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)