The Night

The wingless eagle

went to the party of the owls

with his own wisdom

Intimidating the impostors

of the night

with his past glory

Exposing the shadows

of their dark indulgence

—with a killers eye

 

(Stone Harbor New Jersey: January, 1992)

 

 

 

To Love You More

 

I don’t want to be the one who shies away

and loves you less

 

I don’t want to be the one asleep

while you’re awake

 

I don’t want to be the keeper of secrets

you cannot share

 

I don’t want to be the one you miss

—until I’m gone

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)