Divided We Fall (+8)

Without shared values,

what can we do

 

Without shared values,

who can we be

 

The proof’s in the pudding,

the cream has gone sour

 

Our greatness now curdled

—our future most dour

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

 

 

A Fate Worse

 

Boring…

that thing most fatal to become

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)

 

 

 

Gateway To Eternity

 

Don’t give away the best part of yourself

to structure

 

Don’t organize yourself into

spiritual oblivion

 

Keep the magic of the instant

close at hand

 

And the gateway to eternity

 —will remain open and pure

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

 

 

 

 

Heaven Sent

 

I did not create the Poetry…

the Poetry created me

 

Each word I wrote from heaven sent

—on wings to set me free

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)

 

 

 

Turning Black

 

To pierce through the surface,

none sharper than words

 

A vowel like a razor,

to shave undeterred

 

Each letter a saber,

that strikes to the heart

 

All phrases an arrow,

your will to impart

 

Once spoken, each edge

is eternally honed

 

To cut through deception,

and carve into bone

 

The blood trail that follows,

all sages can track

 

Incisive, unsutured

—the truth turning black

 

(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

 

 

 

A Lion Chases

 

Is consciousness emergent,

or de facto zero sum

 

Is what we know about ourselves,

a walk or more a run

 

A lion knows to chase a deer,

but not the reason why

 

The truth inherent in abstraction,

lost upon the fly

 

As man continues onward,

his psyche then will grow

 

Until surpassing all he seeks

—and all existence shown

 

(Villanova University: January, 2020)

 

 

 

Laying The Track

 

Are consciousness and memory linked,

if so to what degree

 

Do thoughts control what knowledge seeks,

does reflection hold the key

 

Remembering back through sense of self,

trying to define

 

If what is past now lays the track

—that underwrites our mind

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

 

 

 

Uncertainty

 

Sketching with words,

the ink starts to run

 

My page self-invaded

—its image undone

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)

 

 

 

Sensory Imprint

 

Do our actions create

the reality we see

 

Do our eyes and our will

fashion what we believe

 

Is the dimension we look at,

the one we take in

 

Do our choices control

—what our senses begin

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)