Sleeping with the Muse,
my nights have grown short
Sleeping with the Muse,
my spirit comports
Sleeping with the Muse
words dance with delight
Sleeping with the Muse
confronting my fright
Sleeping with the Muse
her will tests again
Sleeping with the Muse
not lover nor friend
Sleeping with the Muse
my dreams sacrifice
Sleeping with the Muse
all rest put on ice
Sleeping with the Muse
the whispers come clean
Sleeping with the Muse
excuses demeaned
Sleeping with the Muse,
my spool is respun
Sleeping with the Muse
divorced from the sun
Sleeping with the Muse
in darkness I learn
Sleeping with the Muse
the day will confirm
Sleeping with the Muse
till dawn’s freeing light
Sleeping with the Muse
—new words to take flight
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Living Unclaimed
Present ordained
past future in shame
The Poet and Jester
as one
Living unclaimed
free and unnamed
Archangel and Devil
—undone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
I Kneel And I Pray
Will the words come,
will the words go
Are they forever,
how do I know
What do I think,
what do I feel
Memory escapes
a spoke off the wheel
Written in blood
spoken in rhyme
Forever to echo
forever sublime
Daffodils scatter
a wolf howls at bay
Nighttime has answered
—I kneel and I pray
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)