Am I at all responsible,

  for what occurs outside myself

 

Is it at all defensible,

  to ignore those feelings dealt

 

Is my world then co-dependent,

  on what happens somewhere else

 

Are the answers free to self-sustain,

  or conjoined—by others felt

 

(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

What side can you judge infinity from,

  the front or then the back

 

If it’s never over, or never ends,

  how then can you protract

 

Can infinity stop and start again,

  would it be different or the same

 

Can judgment ever qualify,

  what it can’t even name

 

If generalizations are generally true,

  what can we really know

 

With the distance between our hopes and dreams,

  beyond what time can show

 

One step forward and one step back,

  micromanaging the present away

 

The ideas you profess, whose laws you tout,

   tethering emptiness—to illusions foray

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

Is there a direction to the universe,

  without the polar caps

 

The equator gone as space expands,

  looking forward—looking back

 

Does today become tomorrow,

  as tomorrow self destructs

 

Are the questions left by law unasked,

  when the answers run amuck

 

Can our thoughts be put in limbo,

  can our feelings lead the way

 

To what is known beyond the light,

  illusions cast away

 

And if just this moment matters,

  and the prophets all were right

 

The doorway back to who we are

   —in dreams we’ll dream tonight

 

(Haverford Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

Transcendence—reality,

  the power to choose

 

The physical burning,

  the spiritual hue

 

One leaves you ashen,

  the other alive

 

The choice begets freedom

  —yours alone to decide

 

(Dreamsleep- June, 2019)

Let me take you on a journey,

  to a place inside yourself

 

Not the body mind connection,

  but true consciousness itself

 

Before you walk a darkened space,

  a light must first go on

 

Not tasked with anything other than,

  an awareness set upon

 

Your eyes look out, true vision in,

  the stuff of what you’re made

 

Before the questions were unleashed,

  one answer left unblamed

 

So close your eyes and close your mind,

   and set your spirit free

 

The path aglow from whence you came

   —that leads you back to thee

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

 

 

Booze—Broads—The Bible,

  which poison will you claim

 

The one that numbs, the one that thrills

   —the one your soul to shame

 

‘Captain Tony’s, Key West: June, 1971’ 

My life,

  dumped onto paper

 

My love,

  deep in the beer

 

The years,

  a fateful mirror

 

With time now short

  —and dear

 

(Memories Of The Main Point: November, 1972)

         ‘Dinner With Jerry Jeff Walker’

Free verse…

  a forest without a path

    —a direction without an end

 

(St. Davids Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

The logic of life…

  illogically pure

 

In search of itself,

  last problem to cure

 

Synapses relapse,

  science reclaims

 

The form with the formula,

  washed down the drain

 

Structural weakness,

  obsolescence defined

 

The clocks after midnight,

  forever to chime

 

With finality’s ink,

  used falsely to stamp

 

The rug underneath us,

  pulled out in a rant

 

Our nature found larcenous,

  truth we must steal

 

To claim for ourselves,

  what our lies deem as real

 

While eternity listens

  to this comedy play out

 

The light calling us inward

  —past reason and doubt

 

(Strafford Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

Money, divorced from fame

Divorced from talent

Divorced from blame

 

Feelings, divorced from logic

Divorced from judgment

Divorced from pain

 

Words, divorced from reasons

Divorced from praise

Divorced from gain

 

Divorced from the moment

Divorced from the instant

Time—divorced again

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2019)