You can’t
Or you won’t,
The result is the same
The difference
Decision,
And it’s yours once again
You can’t or you won’t
Grandest excuse
Of the small
When you won’t
Then you can’t,
And the won’t, worst of all
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
Now Due
Blindly spending the
bulk
Of my temporal
capital
Hourly deficits
started to climb
And piled into
notes
I will never
repay
Stored in vaults
that I’ll never find
Words lay
uncashed
As I waste even
more
In my attempt to go
back and re-sign
All those debts
left untendered
Never forgiven
now due
That fate
has secured
—and defined
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
Literary Wanderer
Unadulterated and pure
the thoughts left my mind
Untrained and unschooled
no restrictions to bind
The page below virgin
as I wear out my pen
A literary wanderer
—starting over again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
The Seasons Meld
If you live long enough
it all unravels
From the first thing
to the last
If you reach far enough
your spirit travels
Beyond the answers
and questions asked
If you wait long enough
the seasons meld
Snow and flowers together
sewn
If you love deep enough
an Angel guides you
Present, past, and future
—known
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)