Soul To Repast

In reference to nothing

Alone with itself

The truth burns in fury

Damnation to melt

Its legions are many

Believers so few

The stragglers all freezing

And lined in the queue

The mirror the liar

Death hiding within

The priest the deceiver

Who threatens with sin

But truth holds dominion

Setting fire to the throne

Rising above and beyond

What’s self-righteously known

It calls to you silent

As it calls to you loud

Do you hide in the shadows

Or answer back proud

That thing that you reference

From your prison within

Those things done in deference

Now caught in the wind

You lie as you bargain

You cheat and defame

One voice now your jailer

And calling your name

Your back to the altar

You hide in the pew

Before robbing the poor box

A new low for you

Your history tarnished

And legacy shot

Your name ill-begotten

From all you are not

But truth has no time stamp

No ticket to claim

One choice will release it

Life starting again

Your mortal days finite

You have to act fast

Will you ask for redemption

 —your soul to repast

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

One More Message

In a virtual reality

 I found my father online

 

Though he died before the internet

 a man of his time

 

So how is this possible

 that an email appears?

 

From a website immortal

 in cyberspace near

 

I knew it was him

 with each line that I read

 

I knew it was him

 from what he left unsaid

 

In trying to print

 my screen crashed in error

 

“No document found,

   the message interred”

 

Was I just imagining

 or losing my mind?

 

His words never clearer

 for me to then find

 

I’ve thought of him often

 as I’ve struggled and fought

 

And carried inside me

 those lessons he taught

 

With every search engine

 I’ve looked and I’ve prayed

 

For just one more message

 —to rebalance my days

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)

 

 

 

 

 

Blessed To Begin

Sages and broomsticks

  motherless pearls

Witches that threaten

  fatherless girls

Curse of the ages

  old grudges remain

A coven of stages

  to hide from the rain

The markings of Satan

  the touch of the Lord

A death plated sunset

  and winner forlorn

The trap now a quandary

  and you must break free

As with all soiled laundry

  to burn once deceived

The truth is not distant

  first word never feigned

The peace that you’re seeking

  inside you unclaimed

So let go of the dogma

  the medals will melt

New songs of arrival

  you’ll write most heartfelt

But the moment is now

  and the moment is clear

Once the moment is christened

  new joy spins from fear

To those who still threaten

  with eternity damned…

Say:

        “Away with your blasphemy,

          stop where you stand

        These wings have reopened

          my eyes looking in

        New life has been gifted

          —I’m blessed to begin”

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

New Pathway

Dying in the moment

  reborn to eternity

The choice was like water

  the choosing like stone

 

Dying in the moment

  reborn to eternity

Magic reappeared

  as truth became known

 

Dying in the moment

  reborn to eternity

Age redeemed ageless

  all years now reclaimed

 

Dying in the moment

  reborn to eternity

The wind changed its course

  the storm to rename

 

Dying in the moment

  reborn to eternity

The entrance transformed

  map burning unread  

 

Dying in the moment

  reborn to eternity

Salvation points inward

  —new pathway ahead

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

 

 

Twilight Reclaimed

I meet with three faces

  that come in the night

In dreams that preplace

  masks of darkness and light

Their voices once spoken

   remain in my head

Until words are then written

  pitting joy against dread

These triplets were born

  in a harrowing storm

Only quieting down

  when new offspring are born

And then able to sleep

  once each orphan is named

Their breath I still feel

  —in the twilight reclaimed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

The Knife Edge Of Denial

Does weaponizing a stolen truth

 give you the right to lie

 

From this perverted use of power

 do others run and hide

 

Is this how force is wielded

 on the knife edge of denial

 

With rules you change to suit your needs

 your sly deceitful smile

 

When the real truth comes upon you

 will you hang your head in shame

 

And see what’s false in all you’ve made

 —for temporary gain

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)

 

Buried In The Coals

Do you think you’re Heaven worthy

 for myself—I never have

 

The weight I carry pulls me down

 and keeps me off the path

 

I avoid most every mirror

 my reflection haunts me still

 

With eyes that stare like piercing lasers

 to maim, and then to kill

 

My spirit left in ashes

 my kindled soul to burn

 

Salvation buried in the coals

 —from lessons never learned

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)