And Nothing At All (+7)

Like wine in storage,

The cellar of my perception ages

Buried deep in its recesses

The past and future abandoned

  —time no longer the vintner

Fermenting in the immediacy

Of the chosen instant

And distilling in the perfection

Of the perpetual present

  —the moment reopens

       Bringing with it everything

          —and nothing at all

(Garrett Hill Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

Their Gift

Speaking with one voice

  the silence unsettled

As the many inside me

  cry out to be heard

Laced within my words

  never fluent themselves

Woven in my acceptance

  —their gift to inspire

(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

  Ending In Regret

Most of us wait

  for what few of us get

Then start the excuses

  —that end in regret

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

   Inside Your Heart

With your every smile,

  my life grows longer

Both on this earth

  —and inside your heart

(To My Grandson Hunter: January, 2014)

The Felony Of Language

The felony of language

   is within the larceny

  of being neither right

    —nor wrong

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

      Unspoken Dawn

The morning returns

  new verses unheard

  rising eternal

   —in the unspoken dawn

(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

Salvation Dispersed

Buying into eternity

 one Poem at a time

My dreams are my currency

 a richness sublime

Buying into eternity

 words soar into verse

On the wings of an Angel

 —salvation dispersed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)

To Laura Nyro

Escaping myself,

 I ran into the wilderness

Escaping myself,

 I ran back through the dawn

Escaping myself,

 my shadow had vanished

Until capturing myself

  —in the words of your song

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)