\"A man’s true spirit can only be forged and replenished
—in the fire of the unknown.\"
(Last Line Of Chapter 18 In My Novel ‘Revenge Along The War Trail) …. Published Sept 1, 2016
Silent Prayer
Your passion unheard
—words turn to prayer
Wishes now blessings
—hope in the air
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Riches Unknown
The chest is open
—its treasure exposed
The jewels uncounted
—with riches unknown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
His Destiny Wed
In the song of the antelope,
the Prince heard his Queen
Now locked in a convent,
her beauty unseen
The tower still distant,
its ramparts on guard
Just one point of entry
a hero’s reward
The mist in the valley
her prison unseen
Through clouds in the distance
her pleadings, her screams
The miles before him
twin antlers ahead
His future unfolding
—his destiny wed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Memories Of Jim
Little Lord Fauntleroy
left to devise
His future uncertain
a past once despised
Little Lord Fauntleroy
his choice lies within
To do unto others
or do unto him
Little Lord Fauntleroy,
escape from these walls
The lords and new creatures
—your legacy calls
(Memories Of Jim-Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
The Repose Of Angels
Switching to off,
the channel went dead
The music silent
inside my head
The repose of angels
dreams of a child
Respite from salvation
—just for awhile
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)