Before The Silence (+2)

Terminal poetry…

death by the word

Selling a heartbeat

for every breath

Giving up life

for each new phrase

Buried

—inside what’s heard

(Ronald McDonald House: February, 2020)

Time Unrequited

Charging to the front,

my words stay behind,

an anchor in the drifting sand

To live past today,

to prod and remind

—what time unrequited demands

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

The Tomorrow Of Today

Waiting for time to catch its breath,

I wrote the words unheard

My verses most unwelcome

—the future untoward

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)