Are those thoughts you put in
what I once valued more
Or would what I put out
be the end winning score
Did I need your ears
for my voice to become whole
Or would I rather them deafened
words deep in my soul
In my twenties your opinion
carried some weight
In my thirties I listened
but asked you to wait
In my forties I turned
and walked slowly away
Now alone in the twilight
—to carry the day
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
Fire & Rain
Shrinking immortality into
the moment
Ignoring the impostors
future and past
Inhaling eternity’s thunder
with every breath
Breathing out
—fire and rain
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
The Pathway Home
If you can take your own
breath away
—and then the breath of others
You will live in a world of
magic and dreams
—with the shortest pathway home
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
Everything But Love
Using words
only borrowed
—but not owned
Wearing clothes
stolen from a Mime
—not my own
I placed a token
metaphor
inside a pictureless frame
Giving you everything
but love
—time and again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
To See, Hear, Feel, And Love
Do you need to open your eyes
to see?
Do you need to have the words spoken
to hear?
Do you need to pierce beneath the skin
to feel?
Do you need to first understand
—to love?
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
Emptiness Sublime
Silence often defines the verse
its music between the notes
The freedom to breathe, the moment to grow
fertility bespoke
Space may be perfect with nothing penned
to fill or then divide
Quiet and silence never the same
—true emptiness sublime
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
Poetry Begins
Where science ends
poetry begins
The wonder of it all
—questioned again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)