Lost In Refrain (+1)

Do you have enough stories,

have you told enough tales

 

Is your life overflowing,

with a need to regale

 

Have the roses you’ve smelled,

lined your heart or your mind

 

Is the path that you’ve chosen,

ahead or behind

 

Is your life worth a novel,

or even a poem

 

Are the years all connected,

or scattered and broken

 

If you leave only money,

or fortune, or fame

 

The last chapter unwritten

—and lost in refrain

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)

 

 

To Call From Within

 

Each mind is a filter…

the wheat from the chaff

 

Each vision dissected,

to cry or to laugh

 

Each chance in the moment,

to live or to hide

 

Each reason a marker,

to vow or belie

 

Each leaf that has fallen,

the price that we’ve paid

 

Each morning recalling,

which bed is unmade

 

Each voice in the distance,

one name on the wind

 

Each memory unspoken

—to call from within

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)