Science …

 the bounty hunter of poetic wisdom

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)

Caught at

a crossroad

duality

reigns

Closing

you off

or opening

lanes

That choice

staring back

in the distance

provides

A new

destination

or a place

— you can hide

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)

Try to define

consciousness

you haven’t

the tools

 

Try to define

instinct

the same kind

of fool

 

Try to define

reason

misusing

the words

 

Try to define

wonder

unseen

and unheard

 

Try to define

sleep

when lost

in a dream

 

Try to define

presence

with space

— unforeseen

 

(Rosemont College: March, 2025)

Your words

they fall silent

but your life

is a poem

 

Each motion

and gesture

by Heaven

are known

 

You rhyme

every smile

your eyes

metered guides

 

To love

written couplets

of joy

— from inside

 

(To Kathryn: March, 2025)

 

 

Saying

something witty

while having nothing

to say

 

Is like

spitting in the wind

to stay out

— of the spray

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)

Science

never answers

the primary

questions

it ponders

in circles

deck chairs

rearranged

Reciprocal

theorems

of self

aggrandizement

indentured

to kingdoms

where dilettantes

reign

 

Why

is there love

why

is there war

why

are we human

why

do we grieve

Why

do we question

why

is there joy

why

are there feelings

that

foster belief

 

Is

consciousness

timeless

do thoughts ever die

is prescience

a quotient

does truth

ever lie

Is looking

for answers

outside the true

realm

the act that

betrays us

and damns us

— to hell

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)

 

Man often kills   

that thing he loves

Dying inside it

— when push comes to shove

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)

Seductive

to many

Accepted

by few

 

Its magnet

attracts

What closeness

eschews

 

A force

drawing nearer

What time

disarrays

 

Whose moment

lives on

As years

— slip away 

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)

Appearance

reality

their differences

hide

Within the

perception

that judgment

abides

 

If once

crossing over

there’s no

going back

The tradeoff

complete

their identity

— hacked

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)

Listen for the rumble

hear it roar

Retribution’s coming

from distant fjords

 

Your lack of judgment

and crass disdain

Will mark the sentence

its will proclaims

 

Feel the vibration

wake the hopeless

From their sleep

impassioned dreams

 

From the forest

to the ocean

Nature’s rage

— its verdict screams

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)