There was a time
when my vision was raw
but my words
were riper still

There was a time
before there was pain
with the weather
never chill

There was a time
when the wind called my name
zephyrs
fresh and new

There was a time
with my feelings in song
in love with the moment
— and you

(Perelman Center: September, 2025)

Leavened unleavened
risen and stayed
Lost when recovered
joyful dismay

Intrinsic extrinsic
the whole without parts
Tomorrow this moment
stopping to start

Benign and bedeviled
revealed yet unseen
A valid deception
blessed but obscene

The past and the future
hello and goodbye
Affirming rejection
— all truth to belie

(Dreamsleep: September, 2025)

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)