Truth Still Asks

Were you at one with yourself

while writing it

 

Did the beginning

have an end

 

Did each word describe,

or then inflame

 

What light

can only bend

 

Did you gag

on meaning bundled

 

Were you trapped

behind its door

 

Were you—are you

self-professed

 

Does truth still ask

for more

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

 

 

Only One

Can you experience a lifetime,

inside of a minute

 

Can you say with one word,

what used to take a book

 

Can you thank those you love,

with just one smile

 

Can you see the truth in everything

—with only one look

 

(Dreamsleep: July, 2019)

Headed West

In the darkness last night,

I heard Crazy Horse call

 

The wind through the willows,

new horse in my stall

 

His words my direction,

the hail in my storm…

 

“Your brothers await you

—the council fire warm”

 

(Dreamsleep: July, 2019)

Motorcycle From Pa. To L.A.  7-18-2019

 

 

Ain’t That The Blues

She’s familiar…

ain’t that the blues

 

Sleeping beside her,

I always knew

 

Chipped beef on Monday,

Thursday cold stew

 

Dishes piled high,

paycheck gone through

 

She’s familiar…

ain’t that the blues

 

Home from work early,

today around noon

 

Mattress was creaking,

my pistol I drew

 

Two shots in my brother

 —four more in the flooze

 

(Chicago Illinois: Performed with Clinton Mace at Cabrini Green 1985)