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)