The largest rock I stand upon
is anonymity
Lodged within the silence
of myself
Calling from those distant lands
in names left blank and mute
Insuring my obscurity
—unknown but deeper felt
(Dreamsleep: November, 2020)
Salvaging The Past
Many nights there were no new dreams,
so I borrowed from the old
Resurrecting the scaffolding
of what lay unbuilt—untold
(Dreamsleep: November, 2020)
Letters In The Wind
Changing the future—changing the past,
a north south reprimand
Each word rewritten—time bespoke,
the present close at hand
(Dreamsleep: November, 2020)