Transcendence—reality,
the power to choose
The physical burning,
the spiritual hue
One leaves you ashen,
the other alive
The choice begets freedom
—yours alone to decide
(Dreamsleep- June, 2019)
The Pathway
Is there a direction to the universe,
without the polar caps
The equator gone as space expands,
looking forward—looking back
Does today become tomorrow,
as tomorrow self destructs
Are the questions left by law unasked,
when the answers run amuck
Can our thoughts be put in limbo,
can our feelings lead the way
To what is known beyond the light,
illusions cast away
And if just this moment matters,
and the prophets all were right
The doorway back to who we are
—in dreams we’ll dream tonight
(Haverford Pennsylvania: June, 2019)
Illusions Foray
What side can you judge infinity from,
the front or then the back
If it’s never over, or never ends,
how then can you protract
Can infinity stop and start again,
would it be different or the same
Can judgment ever qualify,
what it can’t even name
If generalizations are generally true,
what can we really know
With the distance between our hopes and dreams,
beyond what time can show
One step forward and one step back,
micromanaging the present away
The ideas you profess, whose laws you tout,
tethering emptiness—to illusions foray
(Dreamsleep: June, 2019)
Bleeding Freely
The wound bleeds free
—that kills the angry heart
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
From My Novel \'Jumping Into The Darkness\'
By Others felt
Am I at all responsible,
for what occurs outside myself
Is it at all defensible,
to ignore those feelings dealt
Is my world then co-dependent,
on what happens somewhere else
Are the answers free to self-sustain,
or conjoined—by others felt
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: June, 2019)