A Poets gathering...
party of one
The darkness invited
—words zero sum
(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)
Old Souls
Old souls know about money,
and run from it more than the rest
They’ve witnessed the toll it exacts,
they’ve witnessed the joy it rejects
An old soul lives on a shoestring,
tied to something that money can’t buy
An old soul is not bought so cheaply
—as that new soul that’s never flown high
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Beyond The Grave
It’s all about being remembered,
a legacy deeper than blood
What death tries to steal, your words to reveal,
reborn
—on the wings of a dove
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
A Marker Abandoned
A final remembrance,
stuck in the ground
an unspoken milepost,
lost to be found
Standing defiant,
with time as the judge
a marker abandoned
—memory begrudged
(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)