The raw material
of America
intrinsically ******
Its nature
and character
lost out of hand

Divisive
vindictive
self-interest gone wild
A narcissists
graveyard
— misused to beguile

(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)

Materializing
memory
photos on the wall
Immortalizing
tomorrow
vision to recall
Prescience
in the offing
feelings coming home
Sentience
remaking
— that forever known


(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)

Truth is an orphan
alone in the wind
License for others
who hide from within

Facing the storm
without fear or excuse
A guardian steps forward  
— with hope to infuse

(To Charlie Kirk: September, 2025)

Treating
the symptoms
ignoring
the cause
The outcome
redundant
all change
stuck on pause

The people
the problem
the root
of the pain
No law
or restriction
can change
DNA

Our values
on fire
from those
who are lost
They hate
with an ignorance
perdition
defrosts

You can’t make
an omelet
with eggs
that won’t fry
And you can’t save
the farm
feral pigs
— in the sty

(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)

A river of
redemption
waiting beyond
These shallows
of torment
and rocks devil spawned
With rapids
approaching
white water ahead
Their nature
and prophecy
fueling the dread
As speed
is increasing
its roar on the rise
The falls
of the Jordan
— to live or to die

(Snake River ‘Lunch Counter:’ September, 2020)

Short
is most sweet
when the sugar
is pure
Its message
like honey
when added
to lure
The Mime
as your server
with candy
implied
Truth
in the tasting
its richness
— to hide

(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)

Wheelchairs
and walkers
in God’s
waiting room
Praying
abeyant
the end
coming soon

Front to
the back
they line
in the queue
Telling their
stories
from memory’s
askew

They wait
and they wonder
who’s next
to go
As all through
the lounge
great grandkids
in tow

New moments
like hen’s teeth
each minute
a year
As walkers
and wheelchairs
rust out
— in the tears

(Dunwoody Retirement Home: September, 2025)