Is God a deficiency in

  our character or makeup

 

Do we fill in the vacuum with

  almighty tales of beyond

 

Is the salvation we yearn for

  there buried deep inside us

 

Do our sermons lay unwritten

  —last devotional unsung

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

 

Wringing feelings

Like a sponge…

The words dripped down

My lips

Onto the page

  —staining my soul

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

Poetry…

Conduit

Of the truth

 

Speaker

Of the almighty

Silence

 

Last synapse

Of a feeling

Lost

 

Nerve ending

Of a forgotten

Dream

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

Becoming totally involved

  —keeping your opinions to yourself

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

 

The minimum standard defining a man

 —taking care of his family

 

The minimum standard defining a woman

  —taking care of her man

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

Forever rented,

 never owned

 

The moment leased

 —the future loaned

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

Money…

  an ungrateful heir

 

Disowning all memory

  —with your ashes still warm

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

 

The older I get,

  the louder the Muse does parade

 

The shorter the moment,

  the deeper her message invades

 

The older I get,

  distant voices wither and fade

 

With death on the fringe

  —all focus recentered and staged

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

You hate in your enemy

  —what you most love in yourself

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

As natural and necessary

 as breathing

   —I write

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)