On The Line (+5)

Beyond academia

its cause and effect

 

Lies a power inherent

above judgment and theft

 

Atop its ivory tower

and smothering vine

 

Consensus is trembling

—with truth on the line

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

 

 

From 'The Book Of Prayers'

 

  Love On Display

 

You come to the Lord

in only one way

 

On wings of forgiveness

—love on display

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

 

 

Last Goodbye

 

A Poet with nothing

left to say

 

On bended knees

gets down to pray

 

Belief on hold,

his memory churns

 

Sleep comes hard

dreams toss and turn

 

A new starvation

fatal thirst

 

This deprivation

unrehearsed

 

Last ounce of blood,

the page is stained

 

No letters form,

no thoughts remain

 

A Poet left

without his voice

 

Dark road to travel

single choice

 

The sun has set

and not to rise

 

His final word

—a last goodbye

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

 

Dying To Be Free

 

We have nothing to agree about,

there is no common ground

 

You clinging hard to all excuse

and me to reasons found

 

Thirty-five years and nothing’s changed,

   as you relive the past

 

Our blood runs thin, our names the same,

you feast on what I fast

 

With history gone, there’s nothing shared

except to disagree

 

You hanging on to a dying past,

me, dying to be free

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

 

 

 

Arms Length

 

A vicarious metaphor

—the writer’s privilege

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

 

 

Beginning Again

 

From silver to gold,

the years marched along

 

As language emboldened

its words into song

 

The grey of my twilight

a welcome relief

 

All reasoned excuses

now another’s belief

 

As the winds through the canyon

blow the valley to sand

 

This ending now welcome

—a new beginning again

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)