The joy of a simple walk
The company of a treasured dog
With peace as my roadmap
I’m pulled deeper inside
Each step brings me closer
To myself in this moment
As the past and the future
Drift slowly aside
All bliss disconnected
From place or event
Its joy now sustaining
And unendingly mine
The time of the season
All seasons do abound
New light from within
—here forever to shine
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2015)
A Final Goodbye
Starting out with belief
all that’s left is regret
Starting out with hope
every wish then denied
Starting out with love
at the end only pain
Starting out with a welcome
—one last final goodbye
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)
Either Or
Happy…
writing poetry
Miserable…
writing prose
Divided
with each word to gift
Joyful
—with each thought to know
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2015)
That Missing Link
A step ahead
A step behind
The motion foreign
The distance blind
To look then forward
While looking back
The moment flounders
The line goes slack
The past—the future
Regret and hope
A sun now darkened
Your shadow gropes
A step ahead
A step behind
That missing link
—still yours to find
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2015)
If The Moment Repeats
If you want to accomplish something,
stop talking
If you want to get somewhere,
start walking
If you want to be someone,
stop wishing
If you find your table bare,
start fishing
If the door remains barred and closed,
knock again
If the meaning lags behind intent,
yourself befriend
If the sentences won’t start or end,
reopen your heart
If the moment repeats again the same,
with love—restart
(Train-Brattleboro Vermont: September, 2015)
When—Now
When did the global depression
begin
When did the leaves start to
wither and fall
When did the answers start questioning
themselves
When did the love vanish that springtime
recalls
Now, every method begets nothing
but madness
Now, the rotten pudding harbors proof
deep within
Now, every deal is dealt straight
from the bottom
Now, disowned and orphaned
—the truth cowers in sin
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2015)
A Note To Time
Refortifying myself…
I expected less and less
From you
My inner world unfolding
All window dressing cast aside
My spirit entrusted to
Those moments still to come
The truth now able to settle
And learn
My secret voice conscious of
What my curiosity and reflection
—have yet to see
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Till Our Wishes
I lived inside her laughter,
I slept inside her song,
I wrote inside her meaning
—till our wishes all were gone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)