Sight Unseen

It’s 2:00 a.m. in the darkness,

and I’m lost in who I am

 

The night little comfort against a dawn,

that waits for me again

 

It’s 2:00 a.m. in reflection,

the past chasing a future dream

 

All memory conjoined, controverted,

the morning—sight unseen

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2019)

Glory Unsung

Victory is a song unwritten,

whose words beget the score

 

With truth in play, all time relayed,

past battles, future wars

 

Yesterday winless, tomorrow tied,

the moment zero sum

 

The hour prescient, each second dear

—glory still unsung

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)

Ill At Ease Or Unfurled

Is your pathway to Heaven now structured,

 with words that your verse seeks to pray

 

Is your stairway straight up or diverted,

 remittance and debts to repay

 

Is your meaning construed or verbatim,

 intention set free of this world

 

Is your love what was given or taken

 —your heart ill at ease or unfurled

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

To Will…

My eyes unleash upon the world before me,

where Heaven wrests all darkness from its reign

 

These sights my fortune gladly spent on freedom,

to rise and fall as sun and moon both share

 

The seasons press their head and tail foreclosure,

to trail the one in front and lead the back

 

As cousins of the changing time indenture,

the same but separate lost within themselves

 

(Villanova On Avon: October, 2019)