Myself I Bring
Living in a rented room
my thoughts became my own
Living in a rented room
my borrowed soul was owned
Living in a rented room
the fog began to lift
Living in a rented room
my spirit set adrift
Living in a rented room
the moment now the thing
Living in a rented room
—to me, myself I bring
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Arrival
When your art
Becomes divorced
From any end result
—you have arrived
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
What Drives Me Still
The light through
My Grandmother’s
Bedroom window
Called out to me
‘Calls out to me’
Leading me to places
Where I had to go
Revisiting me now
In my twilight years
‘In my twilight years’
Reminding me again
Of those places I’ve been
And my reasons for going
As the mileposts shone
‘And the mileposts shine’
Reaching into the distance
Where the horizon pulled
And the dawn arrived
In what drove me once
‘In what drives me still’
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Obsessio
The past faded
as ideas came alive
Destroying with every thought
the status…
—of the status quo
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
Two Thoughts- 10/9/2018
Vindicta
The ends justify the means
—when the means entail revenge
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Sum = Zero
Totality expanded
The sum is now zero
Risk and certitude
—one and the same
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)
Beyond Love And Hate
Can men fight without symbols
where victory calls beyond love and hate
Can men die without symbols
or reason conquer the blindest faith
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)