“A Man’s true spirit can only be forged and replenished

    —in the fire of the unknown”

 

(Last Line Of Chapter 18 In My Novel ‘Revenge Along The War Trail’) …. Published Sept 1, 2016 

The sand was hot,

  as she came up behind me singing…

 

 “You put the ‘Man’

    back in Romance

               

  “And I’ll put the ‘Lay’

     back in Lady”

 

(Miami Beach Florida: May, 1982)

 

We never safeguard our progeny

 by overprotecting our kids

 

The blankets that we spread

 and fences we build

 

Imprison,

 rather than defend

 

Ensuring weaker and hapless offspring

 —inside a diminished and helpless world

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

 

Get through the dialectic

  before the day is late

 

Don’t wait for an invitation

  as they slowly shut the gate

 

The wolf now dressed in spun wool

  has broken from his cage

 

He hungers deep inside our fear

  with ignorance and rage

 

As traitors lurk in front of us

  to vanquish and to quell

 

All time has stopped, their curses screamed

  assassins pledged to hell

 

The moment to act is calling

  the odds both long and wide

 

This battle worth refighting

    for those before who thought and died

 

So if truth’s your greatest weapon

   wield it willingly and free

 

The enemy is upon us

  —and must leave on bended knee

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

Just because you can

 —doesn’t mean you should

 

 (and)

 

Just because you should

 —doesn’t mean you can

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

When you split the beam and the splintered edge

 is all you’re left with

 

The only one you’ve outsmarted

 is yourself

 

A prisoner of your severed choice

 and schizophrenia

 

The victim of your hearts defeat

 —and loves denial

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

Poetry…

 arresting the mundane

 acquitting the spirit

 

Convicting

  all redundancy

   —freeing the truth

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

Magdalena,

 your beauty known

 

Magdalena,

 your wisdom shown

 

Magdalena,

 firm and steadfast

 

Magdalena,

 communed repast

 

Magdalena,

 so loved a man

 

Magdalena,

 his blood in hand

 

Magdalena,

 though history scolds

 

Magdalena,

 your heart withholds

 

Magdalena,

 much more than friend

 

Magdalena,

 —the truth contends

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

 

 

The fences and billboards

 disappear in the sanctum

 

As theory is abandoned

 —and true knowledge takes hold

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

With each tick of the second hand

 the immeasurable on trial

 

Imagination deposed

 all parameters set free

 

The Poets acquitted

 the logicians suicidal

 

All reference and syntax

 —imploding at light speed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)