Able to take change
in smaller increments …
the total overwhelms

The pieces digested
in tiny fragments
absconding from the realm

— Breaking it down —
taming the maelstrom
hail turns into rain

The whole reemerging
inside my becoming
transforming me again

(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)

Living in the zoo
hunting in the jungle
Dying in the space between
— buried in the past

(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)

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)