Show me a man
without a dream

And I’ll show you
— no man at all

(James River Writer's Conference: October, 2016)

I have zero regard
for structure and form
if the words as written work
A poetic outlaw
to ruled acceptance
in search of what may lurk
Critics and enemies
seed the cloud
that overflows with spite
To rain upon  
my chosen path
— of radical delight

(Bryn Mawr College: January, 2024)

The difference between
poetry and prose
Whose words live together
under your nose
With prose you can finish
last page period end
But poetry boundless
— to forever extend

(The New Room: January, 2024)

Basking
in tomorrow’s shadow
Transported
on yesterday’s whim
Open
to the moment’s calling
Born
again, again — and again

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)

Letting up
provides
the tightest
grip  

Creating
space for
credence
to stick

Room
to wander
room
to grow

Space
when sacred
truth
— to know

(Deamsleep: January, 2024)

When Freedom itself becomes politicized
that
— is the death of America

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)

Have I let
her down again
Have I failed
once more
Have I jumbled
up the words
Have I graded
poor
Have I taken her
for granted
Have I missed
the mark
Have I disappointed
one
—who pulled me from the dark

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)