Married to correctness,
divorced from the ideal

The truth becomes enigma,
veracity to steal

Facts bury in self interest,
the cheaters run and hide

All trysts a fated exercise
—philandering with lies

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

Never about
what’s ‘right’

Only what’s ‘right’
—for you

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

When memory implodes
upon itself
All we have left
— is *****

(Dreamsleep: June, 2024)

Yesterday proves…
  “There is no science, to Political Science”

(Election Day: November 8, 2016)

Pieces of immortality,
tinctures of rhyme

Living inside the moment
—wholly sublime

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

What once held me captive,
now sets me free

My wanderlust blowing away

The clouds and horizon,
that buttressed my world

Meld, as the night into day

Those words never chosen,
survive on their own

Verses dry, all wings taking flight

What used to confound me,
present, future, and past

Joined as one—in a fusion of light

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)

Thankful for the one,
the one who’s never asking
the one forever constant
the one who only gives

Appreciative of the one,
the one forever present
the one beyond all judgment
—the one whose heart bleeds free

(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)

It wasn’t fate
—it just was

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

-Only a Poet-
is envious of the dead

(Amtrak R5: June 2021)

You can’t fill your dry spots
out of a whisky bottle
Or chase away demons
with a ***** needle
Or change the future
pointing the finger of blame
The freedom within you
—the power to change

(The New Room: January, 2022)

Living in one
renting the other
Owning them both
then to discover
As owner I’m captive
the tenant is free
In debt to the banker
—remortgaging me

(The New Room: January, 2024)

Idealism
versus
reality

In hope
that Quixote
prevails

Disappointed
again
reading the trends

Materiality
draining
the grail

Peer pressure
determines
what happens

Not some
high minded
value or tome

Greediness trumps
what our virtue
holds dear

Self interest
hitting
— closer to home

(Villanova University: January, 2024)

I don’t write for
you … or you … or you
— I write for YOU

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)

Aging
like the finest wine
his music vintage gold
Sugar Mountain
the Harvest Moon
a Southern Man to scold
The lyrics haunting
feelings blessed
an Old Man at his knee
From Crazy Horse
to Woodstock
—his message sets us free

(Dreamsleep: November, 2023)

Politics brings out the worst in us,
  if in doubt—turn on the news

The denominator sinking low,
  false prophets in the pews

All lust for privilege, fairness ******,
  as old as man himself

Truth getting buried inside the deck,
   as the bottom card gets dealt

Politics poisons and spoils the well,
  leaving the common good to drown

Our animal natures, where dog eats dog
   —power for sale by the pound

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

Crossing all borders,
its fever befalls

Power infectious
—the cure long recalled

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

Art,
being tied to form
is inferior to life

In the actuality
of its being
—life is

(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)

Clouds hovered
the sky wept
grief as thunder rolled

Ripping the sky
lightning warned
—prophecy foretold

(Dreamsleep: July, 2022)

Are your words personal or objective,
that great divide

The second has all the letters present
…except ‘I’

(Dreamsleep: September, 2021)

Celebration of what used to be,
what might have been,
what never was
—the past

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)

Protection is the veil
— that keeps enlightenment out

(From ‘The Road:’ April, 2024)

“I don’t splain myself,”
Bill Hickok said
before his Colts went off
A dead man lying
at his feet
—his legend time embossed

(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)

Something you had never heard…
something you had always known

Something new yet something old…
something borrowed—something owned

(Dreamsleep: November, 2021)

Only through the act
of self-reflection
— is the Creator truly known

(1st Book Of Prayers: January, 2000)

News to confirm,
and not to inform

A slap on the back,
new patrons reborn

To pander or slander,
a partisan line

No minds to be changed
—their chorus reminds

(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)

Money’s most important purchase
—time

(Dreamsleep: December, 2019)

I didn’t forget…
I don’t want to remember
What’s left on the table
where time had command

I didn’t forget…
I don’t want to engender
The past from the future
—the moment at hand

(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)

Verse sublimation
skipping the will
Centering the message
critics are chilled

Listening to silence
voices dethroned
Freeing the moment
— tomorrow on loan

(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)

You may not cross the darkness,
the morning light unfound

The promise of tomorrow
—today is shining proud

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

Bloom where you’re planted
teach what you know
Love who you married
reap what you sow

Question the answers
mean what you say
Turn up the music
—live for today

(Dreamsleep: September, 2023)

Present Unwrapped

Plan for tomorrow
live for today
the moment redeeming
future caches

Say what you mean
do what you say
the circle enclosing
— truth on display


(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)

Palace Rules

No worse enemy
than an ex-friend
No better friend
— than an enemy turned

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)




Empty Promises

Caring not much
for what I haven’t seen
Deaf to those voices
still trapped in between

Caring not much
for what I haven’t been
Each promise stays empty
— not kept from within

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)



White Buffalo

Can you …
Know
without thinking  
Win
without beating
See
without judging
Cry
without pain
Speak
without stricture
Come
without staying
Wish
without hoping
Share
without claim
Hear
without language
Curse
without malice
Hunt
without preying
Rule
without reign
Fly
without plumage
Dance
without music
Love
without taking
Die
— without shame

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)

At what price, love,
the Angel’s sing

At what price, love,
the joy it brings

At what price, love,
our spirit’s rhyme

At what price, love
—the word sublime

(The Book Of Prayers: September, 2020)

Detached from my consciousness,
the monster attacked

Feasting first on my memory,
the front then the back

Now living inside me,
all day turns to night

Connection—rejection,
devouring the light

(Radnor Pennsylvania: November, 2020)

How will you ever
afford yourself
the cost
  beyond your means
How will you pay
the price of longing
financing
your dreams
How will you leverage
the cost of hope
interest rates
on fire
How will you love
your heart
in debt
— bankrupting desire


(Dreamsleep: September, 2024)

When understanding dies
—blood is all we have

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

First,
you need to have
something to say

Before,
figuring out
—how to say it

(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)

The freedom to gather
the freedom to wander
—the freedom to disobey

(Dreamsleep: October, 2023)

Voices have a color
like anger or happiness,
shouting from the rainbow
in palettes of sound
Voices have a color
like red, blue, or green,
painting the silence
—in brushstrokes of fire

(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)