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)