Black Rain (+1)

Choking on arrogance,

 occlusion unrhymed

 

The Reaper lies waiting,

 graveyard of Mimes

 

Choking on arrogance,

 last curse to remain

 

Spat into the wind

 —returning black rain

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)

 

Together To Stand

 

The words once they’re spoken,

  notes and palettes enhanced

 

Not judged in reference,

   kindred spirits they dance

 

While music enlivens

  what phrases will say

 

A painting embodies

  what verses convey

 

And the only conflict

  is in the critic’s eye

 

Who sees not the harmony,

   but comparisons lie

 

As all art travels skyward,

  enjoined hand in hand

                                                          

To the source of its power

   —together to stand

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)