LaLa Land (+3)

Disappear into your smart phone

 the world outside is doomed

Your few remaining human traits

  have long since left the room

Disappear into your smart phone

 all life beyond is lost

Your feelings truly virtual

 you’ve paid a mighty cost

Disappear into your smart phone

 while others stand beside

And just like you they tap their screens

 faint proof that they’re alive

Disappear into your smart phone

  as time is winding down

All spirit tapped, emotion strapped

 your history lost, unfound

Disappear into your smart phone

  that bed you’ve left unmade

Your spirit cries as memory dies

 whose LaLa land you crave

Disappear into your smart phone

  its power now supreme

Your knowledge mapped and future trapped

 —your destiny undreamed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

Song From The Mountaintop

The cry of an eagle floats across a distant peak
  bear tracks visible in the spring thawing snow

Sunlight, spreading its dance upon the land
  the Ponderosa Pine and Aspen in bloom

The glaciers look down smiling the higher you climb
  searching for that redemption never offered below

The wolf trails the hare back inside its snowy den
  the road to all new entry having now been cleared

Permission never asked for, granted, as the music starts
  it’s early May in the Rockies—the January of renewal

In a celebration of new life, flowers wrap the landscape like ribbon,
  tying close the promises like good wishes on a Christmas morning

It’s springtime even on the highest peak, and old questions lost of

   meaning now seem gone away...

Until reborn in the arrival of yet another desperate beginning,
—holding nothing back

(Columbia Falls Montana: September, 2003)

Twin Portals

Driven by passion

 fueled by delight

Each morning a welcome

  giving birth to the night

Both offer one message

 twin portals divine

Two options before me

 —the choosing sublime

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

Beyond Time Allowed

My job is to make the unlikely happen

 my passion driven to embrace the bliss

My vocation seeks to find the answers

 my avocation wanders—soul remiss

My intellect bargains away the hours

 my spirit embraces each moment now

My story when told is about the journey

  that road I traveled—beyond time allowed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)