Only when writing
do you become ageless
Communing with eternity
— transcending time

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)

My spirit frost bitten
yet still the river flows
Mercy on the distant bank
my fate caught in between
Wishes drift across the ice
but this side holds me fast
Deliverance oh so very near
— in sight beyond my reach

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)

You’ll never find out
where you might have gone
If you don’t leave
where you’ve been

You’ll never approach
who you might become
If you change
with every whim

You’ll never discover what’s
over the hill
With both feet stuck
in the sand

You’ll never discern the
right from the wrong
Indecision
—your command

(The New Room: January, 2024)

Complex thoughts
need simple words
The meaning foremost
verse to show

The mind expands
new seeds put down
Cross pollinated
left to grow

The soil fertile
just sun and rain
As fields once fallow
rise anew

The world awaits
each problem solved
In cyphers brief
— with letters few

(Rosemont College: January, 2024)

Intellectual larceny
the academic elite
Immune from indictment
inured and effete
They swing their false knowledge
like weapons to maim
The truth left in ashes
— their lies to inflame

(Septa R5: February, 2024)

There’s a well
in your meadow
only music can fill

It’s deeper
and wider
and calls to you still

With its bucket
overflowing
and rope fastened tight

Sweet melodies  
waiting
— to quench your delight

(The New Room: February, 2024)

Last night
I was able
to outgrow myself …
again
for the very
first time

Life was unspun
in the moment
relayed
where tomorrow
and yesterday
rhyme

Competing with
the future
the sky
and the moon
my wandering
complete

Turning my
destiny
inside out
my nature
expanding
—replete

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)