Travel …
strange bedfellows
made of us all
Crossing
the threshold
hesitancy stalls
Calling us
forward
the moment attacked
Hiding
our fortunes
—the future on track

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)

I heard
death call
before seeing
its face
Far in
the distance
it sent
its embrace

Each sound
an omen
betrothed
deep inside
Announcing
the groom
awaiting
— the bride

(The New Room: May, 2025)

Released from
the inferno
Tongue of Satan
to betray
Saving words
from his fury
Muting the serpent
—today

(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)

Faith …
the capacity
to believe

Belief …
the odyssey
of proof

Proof …
the embodiment
of reason

Reason …
the arbiter
of truth

(Beaupre: October, 2023)

Genetics,
our cruelest mistress
the herald’s phantom
In fated shadow
a birthmark staining
—our darkest pall

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)

Etching my name immortal
the words when left my pen
Take on a new perspective
beyond both me and them

Etching all time eternal
the future is renamed
Calling forth beyond true north
— my destiny reclaimed

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)

Blanketing the curse
of separation

Distance covers memory
—to sleep inside the pain

(Dramsleep: July, 2021)

Of the many cures
—there is no cure

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

Draining all there was to say,
he hemorrhaged one more poem
Last vial of his history,
whose burden now atoned

With final drops to say adieu,
the past and future dead
His last tomorrow here today
—and time no longer bled

(Dreamsleep: April. April 2022)

The Poetry of time
its present sublime
Each moment by degree
untethered reminds

The Poetry of time
forever refined
Rebirthing the constant
—our essence defined

(Dreamsleep: October, 2022)

Losing all faith
in miracles

His wishes went to
live astray

Where hope becomes a
distant cry

Lost memories
—in the wind

(Dreamsleep: September, 2019)

Using the simple
to state the sublime

Syllables shortened
—magic refined

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

To inflict on tomorrow,
the empty promises of fate

The will to reign indifferent
—the devil’s cruelest form of hate

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

Change what you did,
and I’ll change how I feel
You can’t change forever
denying what’s real
The fly’s in the ointment,
the die has been cast
This moment endemic
—predestined to last

(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)

To write and wander
among the spires

Her mystery ancient,
each look inspired

The sand the measure
of all between

What’s in my soul
—and unforeseen

(Monument Valley Utah: September, 2021)

The bigger the battle
the greater the man
His future uncertain
his past to command

To struggle ennobled
beyond outcome or fate
Godlike in war
—divinity’s mate

(Dreamsleep: November, 2022)

Preying on the truth
politics sets the trap
Isolating fact from fiction
always on attack

Their circles non-concentric
each area zero-sum
To tempt your fate with poison bait
—never to become

(The New Room: July, 2022)

Silence is charmed
disaster avoided
New breath to infuse
fresh words on the run

Tomorrow disarmed
the instant unleashing
Each moment a present
—time gifted becomes

(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)

With age in my body,
but youth on the page

A sword old and rusted,
now tempers with rage

These bones may be brittle,
with feet slow to drill

But fire still burns
—in my memory and will

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Laughter hides more dread than tears
joy conceals a lasting fear
Fate to haunt each moment wished
—love beguiled with every tryst

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)

The last step to forgiveness
—love

(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)
‘From the 1st Book of Prayers’

Good girls ask permission
bad girls seek forgiveness
Sins two faced till time erased
—sisters of injustice

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)

I sold my memory
for a present reframed
The past in revision
—the future in shame

(Dreamsleep: July, 2022)

Living on the surface,
  dinner’s always served at eight

Living on the surface,
  pride forever casts your fate

Living on the surface,
  things always seem just fine

Living on the surface,
  plays an endless pantomime

Living on the surface,
  the church contains your soul

Living on the surface,
  your religion swallowed whole

Living on the surface,
  things never change that much

Living on the surface,
  you can only look, not touch

Living on the surface,
  the wheel only spins one way

Living on the surface,
  each spoke a mortgage pays

Living on the surface,
  love professes in a vow

Living on the surface,
  real commitment not allowed

Living on the surface,
  new doors stay locked and shut

Living on the surface,
  your reentry self-destructs

Living on the surface,
  your reflection flat and clean

While just below the surface
  —beats the heart of what things mean

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

Like squeezing and gripping
a handful of sand
Your love dropped through
the crevices unrhymed

Defining our feelings
with each orphaned word
Lost in the random
—abandon of time

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)

The world is becoming
impossible to govern
Each person that island
Donne warned us about

All sense of belonging
in mirrors bespoken
The strength of shared values
—our vanity flouts

(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)

If some is good
more is better
Less is threatened
all enslaved

If more is reasoned
less is questioned
Good intentions
—hell repaved

(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)

When everything around us
is dead and gone

All we have left
—is the Word

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)

The Taiji of life
may it ever be so
Driving the artist
and poet who know
The Yin and the Yang
to marry sublime
Truth as their offspring
—whose beauty defines

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)