They come to me couplets,
they come to me tight
They come to me rhyming,
they come to me right
With lessened confusion,
more light in the air
All youthful illusions,
exposed,
—‘au contraire’
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Soul Unrehearsed
All life is a poem,
new stanza each day
The questions unreasoned,
leaves fall where they may
My story in long hand,
the seasons in verse
Discovery my Muse,
—with soul unrehearsed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Praying For Light
Always the mistress,
never the wife
Dessert that comes last,
motel in sight
Acting the courtesan,
children denied
Life in the shadows,
love that must hide
Everything borrowed,
everything loaned
Feelings on time-share,
never to own
Always a mistress,
never a wife
Married to darkness,
—praying for light
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
The Bricks You Lay
Is your house built out of certainty,
are the walls made thin or stout
Is your mind filled up with questions,
do you live in fear or doubt
Is your spirit free or servile,
is your will unchained or slave
Is your heart the trowel you build with,
and love,
—the bricks you lay
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)