Is There (+2)

Is there a truth

  too big to tell

Is there a lie

  too big for hell

Is there a choice

  that can’t be made

Is there a time
  —that can’t be saved

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

One Day Beyond Mourning

One day beyond mourning, a new sun to shine

 a promise remade—not a cloud in the sky

One day beyond mourning, your spirit still warm

your flesh now at rest—on the hill past the barn

One day beyond mourning, the bed sheets unfold

 your shadow uncovered—and now mine to hold

One day beyond mourning, the sun in my eyes

  new words in my heart—a mockingbird cries

One day beyond mourning, my soul free to roam

  your paintings surround me—among them I’m home

One day beyond mourning, I walk to the field

 our blanket still hanging—the oak that concealed

One day beyond mourning, I reset my sights

  the day I’ll rejoin you—that heavenly flight

One day beyond mourning, all will broken free

  my name on the wind—as you call out to me

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

Each Stroke

Giving birth to new feelings,

  life to the unborn

Eternity swaddled,

  cradled and warm

A labored delivery,

  nibbed forceps demand

Prying out a new meaning

   —each stroke of the hand

(Plane To Las Vegas: July, 2016)