Preaching to the choir
one more like will do
Beating the last dying horse
postings stay as new
I’ll read yours if you’ll read mine
lined up in the queue
I’ll say yes if you agree
— who is kidding who

(The New Room: March, 2024)

Passing mile marker 75
I start to get young again
Reversing the clock the faster I go
Rod Serling fills his pen
At mile marker 80 my hair is back
my vision clear and free
And reaching 100 I’m safe in the womb
— returning unto Thee  

(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)

It happened
once
It happened
forever
But never ever
— again

(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)

If words were notes upon a score
would the melody play beyond …
Each phrase a chord, each line a hymn
each paragraph a song
If words could sing harmonic
  as their letters drift away
Would music take you past that place
— verse forces you to stay

(The Book Of Prayers: March, 2017)

When you speak
to me
a certain way
I can see the words

Shaped and formed
with wings
of gold
freeing what I’ve heard

When you speak
to me
a certain way
I can taste the wind

Calling forth
my hopes and dreams
— tendered from within

(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)

The chosen
tone deaf
to their fortune

Musicians
their heads
in the sand

The roadies
eat pizza
still frozen

While Angels
play bass
in the band

Indulgence
the pick
on their fretboard

Entranced
by the lure
of the ****

Benighted
the riffs
play without them

Not going
or coming
— just gone

(The New Room: March, 2024)

The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard
steals emotion from the night

Holding a vigil in the darkness
waiting for the light

The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard
among the screams and homeless cries

Making rhyme of what reason has abandoned
—marking time inside the shadow of lies

(Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)