Is this life we live,
the life we know,
really death
from another plane
Is the hurt we suffer,
and the struggle we bear,
the result
of another realm
Are the visions we see,
and the insights unnamed,
but a window
into that world
Is what we call life,
what they call death,
with its reckoning
left untold
(Rosemont Pennsylvania: April, 2020)
Lover In Armor
A question unanswered,
a wish unfulfilled
A moment left fleeting,
to wander until
A maiden unmarried,
a tryst never made
A lover in armor,
a husband forbade
A day left to dwindle,
the twilight to roam
A promise indentured,
enslaved and alone
A question unanswered,
a wish unfulfilled
A moment left fleeting
—to wander until
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2020)
\'Adieu\'
The light gets richer
approaching the end
Warmth trumping distance
—goodbye an old friend
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)