‘Yesterday was always better’
a convenience of the past
A place to store what got away
those things that didn’t last
‘Tomorrow may be better again’
as we hope against the tide
While the present slips away unseen
—its gift false time belies
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
Beyond The Sun
My head is neatly organized
my heart on fire again
Thoughts escaping, love unleashed
emotion teared and stained
All conflict over—fate in charge
direction hard and fast
As Venus leads beyond the sun
Apollo in the past
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
A Fresh Breath
Never trying to cheat the reader,
my words stay plain and few
The road direct, horizon vast,
as truth comes into view
Each word unclaimed, a promise kept,
the wait your reasoned choice
To breathe the future from the past
—this present freshly voiced
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
Winter Oh So Near
Turning his eyes inward
his heart let out a sigh
And then with one last fleeting glance
he bid the past goodbye
What’s gone left undetermined
the future not to be
The moment praying faithfully
and down on bended knee
His garden burns autumnal
with colors rich and brown
A robin sings—last plant begins
seeded wishes in the ground
And then a North wind calls him
its voice so plain and clear
Those things undone best left to Him
—with winter oh so near
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)