Twelve notes…
that’s all there are
to captivate and swoon

Mozart
and/or Elton John
—July the same as June

(The New Room: September, 2021)

Writers…
gatekeepers to the past
—prophets of tomorrow

(The New Room: June, 2021)

With all the talk that so divides
—one bomb unites us all

(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)

You may not cross the darkness,
the morning light unfound

The promise of tomorrow
—today is shining proud

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

The sum of all possibility,
true nature of our soul

To act upon or take flight from,
virtues to extol

What may or may not happen,
to inspire or pretend

The choice is ours, the will empowers
—to flee or to ascend

(Bryn Mawr College: September, 2020)

The knife edge of verse…
a verbal incision,
whose sharpness cuts both ways

Its blood groove runs heavy
with truth dripping free
—to mark the words unsaid  

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2020)

What was,
became you

What will be,
becomes you

What could be,
belies you

What is
—befalls

(Dreamsleep: September, 2020)

‘You’ll never step in the same river twice,’
the future now the past

Motion the only constancy,
beyond all time to last

You will never see the mountain,
by staring in its face

Perspective shorn and vision torn,
its image out of place

You’ll never look into your soul,
while outside glancing in

Its essence what you’re running from
—whose gateway leads to Him

(The Book Of Prayers: September, 2020)

I ran over
the edge of uncertainty

To convince you
of what I didn’t know

Falling into the abyss
of deception

Where the pretenders
and charlatans go

(Dreamsleep: September, 2020)

Prescribed philosophy…
medicine of the soul

Brainchild of the gods
—thoughts becoming whole

(Newtown Square Pennsylvania: September, 2020)