A better critic
than writer…
Your tongue sharpens,
as your pen hacks
Bastardized on the altar
of cold description
Disavowed by the jilted Muse,
—ink bleeding red
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
No Longer Love Denied
Lusting after a song unsung,
I hunted through your fear
And trapped the demon that kept you mute,
—whose blood drips from my spear
Desirous of your captive voice,
I hung its head up high
And waited for you to sing just once,
—no longer love denied
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Rising Again
Always the thunder,
never the rain
Deafening bluster,
masking the plain
Never the thunder,
always the rain
Truth buried under,
—rising again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Oh
Oh, to draft just one
Oh, to say the words
Oh, to remake time
Oh, to once be heard
Oh, to write for you
Oh, to joyous be
Oh, to sing the meaning
Oh, to be set free
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)