The eyes
of an eagle
the heart
of a lion

The soul
of a poet
the wealth
of a scion

The pain
of a martyr
the joy
of a smile

The love
of another
divinity’s
— child  

(Ist Book Of Prayers: September, 2024)

Live in
the jungle
Exist
in the zoo

The cage
all consuming
When captive
... adieu

At risk
in the wild
Or safe
through the glass

All life in
the difference
To roar
— or to gasp

(The New Room: September, 2024)

Truth
not a dictum
of majority

Credence
more pointed
abhorring a crowd

Its tenets
relentless
called from its slumber

To censor
the many
— its voice zero sum

(Villanova University: September, 2024)

When quenching
the silence
alone at the well

One ladle
awaits me
and loneliness quelled

Tomorrow resurgent
all thirst
fading fast

My shadow
refilling
— the emptiness past


(Dreamsleep: September, 2024)

Perceiving
the particular
We become
universal
Transforming
our spirit
Refreshing
— our soul

(Dreamsleep: September, 2024)

A riot
of illusions
a festival
on hold

The jester caught
laughing
at what’s yet
been told

Saint George
his new dragon
a pet
on a leash

The parade
stops and watches
as minstrels
beseech

Cheery O’
Cherry O’
the knave said
to the Queen

As he stole  
back the memory
of all that’s
unseen

While the clock
in the tower
struck one
final time

And the square
clouded over
with darkness
— unrhymed

(Dreamsleep: September,2024)

Sleep
is for dreamers
to hide
from the dawn

My visions
returning
and will
mostly gone

Three days
since I’ve
woken
the memories dance

All over
the future
in destiny’s
— trance

(The New Room: September, 2024)