Meadow So Dear (+9)

A ray of warm sunshine

  sparkling delight

 

An arrival so blessed

  on wings of a sprite

 

Its music plays silent

  from distant to near

 

Springtime is calling

  —the meadow so dear

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

 

Ecstacy

 

I’d rather be ecstatic

  in uncomfortable surroundings

 

Than miserable

  —in comfort and shame

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

 

 

Praying For The Light

 

I know that I believe,

  never sure of whom or what that is

 

I know that I can see,

  never sure of what’s beyond my sight

 

I’ve heard your pleading heart,

  never sure of how that makes me feel

 

As I stand inside this shadow waiting

  —praying for the light

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

 

 

Our New Beginning

 

To live inside

   your laughter

 

To your hearts

   will I belong

 

To write each hope

   eternal

 

As our wishes

  —turn to song

 

(To My Grandchildren: October 9^th, 2015)

 

 

My Soul To Shine

 

My DNA lettered

My bloodstream in verse

My feelings in couplets

My last goes to first

 

My thinking in prose

My expression in rhyme

My horizons unwritten

My soul there to shine

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

 

 

Waiting

 

Marooned inside the shallows

   —stalked by the next rising tide

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

 

 

Shadows

 

Shadows…

  of a former self

 

Shadows…

  of that no longer felt

 

Shadows…

  memories hide in sin

 

Shadows…

  the future-past within

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

 

 

 

My Legacy Planted

 

Mentally on the road

  while spiritually at home

 

My mind got to wander

   as my soul was at peace

 

Mentally on the road

  while spiritually at home

 

My thoughts got to ponder

  what only distance could release

 

Mentally on the road

  while spiritually at home

 

My roots sinking deeper

  my connection firmed

 

Mentally on the road

  while spiritually at home

 

My legacy planted

   —beneath all that I’d learned

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

 

 

Time Untethered

 

My verse begins

 where logic ends

 

Escape its mission

 new light to bend

 

The easy answer

 the convenient close

 

Now left to others

 by others chose

 

Each phrase a path

 that leads inside

 

Beyond where dogma

 schemed and lied

 

A light there shines

 unto itself

 

By grace of nothing

 above all else

 

The music starts

 once halfway in

 

To cleanse your mind

 of lies and whim

 

Words join each note

 to dance in song

 

All time untethered

 —from right or wrong

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)

 

 

Love's Delight

 

The pen became my instrument

 the words became my notes

 

The stanzas burn like songs on fire

 new voices scream with hope

 

The ink runs free and heavy

 the score in black and white

 

The music coursing through my soul

 —to christen love’s delight

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)