Flying off the written page,
words leave their script behind
An inked stained palette of regret,
dark figures to remind
Voices soaring up and up,
released in open air
Imprisoned verses spoken free
—eternity to share
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Vitam Et Mortem
We are what we do;
we are what we say
As day becomes night,
and night becomes day
We are twice begotten;
we are twice betrayed
Forgiveness in hiding
—redemption misplayed
(West Philadelphia: February, 2020)
Words On The Run
Poetic intention,
hiding in Prose
Misplaced and misspoken,
as every Bard knows
A narrative run on,
words littered about
Neither beauty nor truth
—masked in self doubt
(Bryn Mawr College: February, 2020)
Neither A Borrower Nor...
Collaborative Poetry…
give me a break
Words borrowed or lent,
the Muse to abate
What’s not in your memory,
what’s not in your soul
Can never be bartered, rented
—or sold
(Bryn Mawr College: February, 2020)
Darkness To Light
It wells up inside me,
but words will not come
I reach for them desperate,
the mood zero sum
My insides are shaking,
all peace is recalled
The rumblings foreboding,
complacency falls
My mind is locked down,
my speech has gone mute
Like a great locomotive,
the first word breaking through
The dozens that follow
keep me pinned to my chair
As voices I know
start consuming the air
My brain is on fire,
my will starts to melt
Time sacrificial,
what’s heard and then felt
My pen has unfrozen,
in timeless delight
Directing this journey
—from darkness to light
(Rosemont Pennsylvania: February, 2020)