Are you rapacious with your poetry,
avaricious in your verse
Covetous of those words you read,
jealous—maybe worse
Do your thoughts deceive with what you write,
does bad intention rule the day
Those tracks you leave, the trap you’ve set
—with you the final prey
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
Fidelite\'
Divorce not an option,
vows to remain
The altar enmired,
betrothal reclaimed
Children all lettered,
their offspring to spin
My nuptials enduring
—faithful within
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)