Verse Out Front (+2)

New blood will flow

  and breath exhale

   —as my steps go far and wide

With verse out front

  to lead the way

   —to that promised other side

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

Thunder To Rain

No time set aside

The words reformed

Again at their own pace

No place to reside

They’re written down

On a napkin or empty space

When I try to hide

They find me sure

In mountain or in plain

As new moments chide

The past adieu

  —and thunder turns to rain

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

Tears And Missteps

My words the result

 of the times I’ve lived

 not a classroom exercise

My feelings all paid

 with the blood of my fears

 not a rambling diatribe

My trail has been lined

 with each tear and misstep

 to mark the way ahead

My life a memory

 telling a tale

  —whose direction my soul has led

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)