The inside looking out,
the outside looking in
Two sides of the same mirror,
—reality a twin
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
Singularity
Distraction is to the truth,
—as opinion is to belief
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
The Wind
When emptiness,
replaces memory
The wind,
—forever ceases to blow
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Each Dance
Your heart says yes, your mind says no,
eternity bi-polar
A time to kill, a time to love,
—each dance best danced alone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
First Bite
Literary vignette,
snippet of truth
A little bit pregnant,
—baby’s first tooth
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
Adieu
Deposit after deposit, memory is stored,
interest compounding anew
To transfer its balance of riches and gains,
—avarice must first bid adieu
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
Solitude
The beauty of isolation,
the magic in being alone
A singular attraction,
—sagacious undertone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
A Joy - A Curse
Loving one woman…
a joy unto heaven
Loving two women…
a curse upon the soul
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Legacy Still Unheard
From deep in the shadows of Tin Pan Alley,
the Sage called out my name
With a voice that haunted and eyes concealed,
he made his only claim
Saying…
“Abuse yourself if you must My Son,
but you are never to mistreat your words
Untainted they connect your feelings and thoughts,
—your true legacy still unheard”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
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Comments3
As above, so below.
🙂
Clever thinking.
Thank you!
In my memory my interest never compounded but I was forever searching interests anew. Hugs.
Good wishes !
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