Not To Last

I survived the 60’s,

can I ask the same of you…

 

With soul in tact, my body wracked,

and conscience split in two

 

My parents now have I become,

these days of future past

 

With bloodshot eyes and memory owned

—by that decade not to last

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

The Prize You Seek

Dragnetting with the spoken word,

trying to trap what you can’t see

 

Unbaited, your net cast far and wide,

in a dark and foreign sea

 

Over and over, you pull in your lines,

with nothing again to show

 

The prize you seek, swimming wild and free

—at a depth you’ll never know

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)