The Self
Free Will
And Love
—the three grand illusions of life
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
Dark Passage
The night is a den
of mixed horrors
A trap
where you sleep with the dead
Any light
that’s remiss or left vacant
A pathway
—to gravestones unread
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
That Beckoning Star
The Siren of fate
lures you onto the rocks
Her beauty enticing
while masking what’s not
A shipwreck of horrors
that’s not what it seems
Luring you onward
away from your dreams
A phantom discovery
a fool’s masquerade
Its promising temptress
an ill mannered charade
And once you discover
your mortality is near
You flail and you panic
while sinking in fear
The distance you’ve traveled
at a liars demand
Weighs heavy as you manage
one last spoken command
Shouting out to your comrades
to stay where they are
Searching only within
—for that beckoning star
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)