The Verse Unknown (+5)

Married to the sacred word

Committed to its ideal

Betrothed to sworn fidelity

Divorced from the unreal

My wedding duly prearranged

All children heaven sown

I copulate each solemn vowel

—and spread the verse unknown

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

 

 

Hawks Into Doves

 

Why do I like things

I can’t agree with

 

Why do I listen

when I don’t want to hear

 

Why am I attracted

to things that repel me

 

Why are my reasons

more muddled than clear

 

Why do I often

begin at the ending

 

Why do I hurt

the people I love

 

Why are my questions

confused by my answers

 

Why do my hawks

—always turn into doves

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

 

 

And Be Gone

 

You’ll know when its time…

you won’t fight it

or struggle,

you won’t lie to yourself

—or try to hang on

 

You’ll let everything go

as it’s time to unburden,

your mind and your spirit,

your heart

—and be gone

 

(Presbyterian Hospital: July, 2019)

 

 

 

 

Hopes & Wishes

 

No one knows anything…

it’s just hopes and wishes in the rain

 

(Dreamsleep: July, 2019)

 

 

Words Endeared

 

Over the years,

and all the times I’ve cried

 

Through all the tears,

remembering the lies

 

One thing was clear,

as truth laid claim again

 

Whose words endeared

—remain my only friends

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

 

 

 

The Deadest End

 

The finer you draw your measurements,

the further away you fall

 

Each number squared and time compared,

deafens out the call

 

Your techno-dialectic,

data piled upon itself

 

A trash heap at the deadest end

—where folly stacks unfelt

 

(Haverford Pennsylvania: July, 2019)