Words Forever Young (+3)

As my body stoops with age,

youth lulls upon the page

Where words forever young,

cry willful to be sung

As daylight quickly passes,

I greet night a friend at last

With memories deeply grained

—reborn in verse again

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

The Glue

The world your editor,

each season your pen

Heartache your publisher,
verse to amend

Days left to punctuate,

nights misconstrued

Memory the binding
—time as the glue

 (Dreamsleep: April, 2020) 

Last Blind Ascent

Climbing each rung of the rotting ladder,

my wishes snapped one by one

The beanstalk looming high above,

its vines blocked out the sun

Grounding my desires and aspirations,

like a bird with broken wings

My hope tried one last blind ascent

—to where the Angel’s sing

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

To Light The Spoken Air

Thoughts inflame as feelings stir,

words simmering yet to boil

Unspoken sparks drift through the night,

a pyre still to fan

As heat restores the human soul,

all prodigals return

With hope to melt the frozen dawn,

and free the Poet's hand

Delphian in its natural form,

the smoke a treacherous friend

Ink rekindles—lies cremate,

the mind, its woods now bare

The verses stack and dry of doubt,

their ignition up to you

As dark they wait for your next breath

—to light the spoken air

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)