We do no favors

  labeling genius

 

We do no favors

  channeling the light

 

We do no favors

  defining perfection

 

We do no favors

  —questioning delight

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

Hope trumped last

  a prisoner of death

 

A final capitulation

  —devil’s ransom beset

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

My constant companions…

 words reel and recast

 

Like a lady in waiting,

 they clear every path

 

Extending forever,

 to store what I feel

 

My thoughts they intrude,

 my meanings revealed

 

My past they’ve forgiven,

 my future ignored

 

They rest in my prayers,

 hopes and wishes restored

 

I know at the end,

 but one thing will remain

 

A last word to take with me

  —to begin once again

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

The world pushes left

 the world pushes right

 

The middle ground deadly

 a trappers delight

 

Pigeons take refuge

 as hawks rule the skies

 

Hunting all charlatans

 —truth in their eyes

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

Too old to be your Brother,

 too young to be your Dad

 

These private moments that we share

 our limbo iron clad

 

You wrap your eyes around me,

 I’m spellbound in your gaze

 

The years between us melt away

 and drift off in the haze

 

Too old to be your lover

 yet young with thoughts aglow

 

Your breath like silk, your touch on fire

  —my heart not free to go

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

Is there a difference between

 judgment and observation

 

Is there a difference between

 opinion and introspection

 

Is there a difference between

 atonement and damnation

 

Is the difference only in the words

 —or is it something more

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

Love yourself first

 before someone else will

 

Feelings vested, spirit rhymed

 attraction distilled

 

Love yourself first

 before someone else will

 

Your beauty self-reflected

 —another’s heart to fill

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

Each new Poem a gift

 as yet unwrapped

 

Its secrets lay hidden,

 its flow untapped

 

Waiting for the author

 to feel the pain

 

To seal the memory

  —to wear the stain

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

The older the day

 the sweeter the memory

 

The sweeter the memory

  no reasons to find

 

No reasons to find

 tomorrow unmentioned

 

Tomorrow unmentioned

 —the present divine

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

 

Beneath the cover of defeat,

  final victory comes late

 

Sustained only by a will

 —refusing to give in

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)