Hiding between imprisoned lines,
a fugitive of verse
turning my back on pleadings made,
musings that amerce
The lengthy sentence of my mind,
fleeing my recall
to leave the spoken word confined
—released to scale the wall
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
Gypsy Wind
The beginning and ending
are easy to see
The middle much harder
and masked by degree
It moves and it changes
from angle and scope
To keep you uneasy
—and married to hope
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)