Where Memories Can Run (+3)

I like old people that look old

 and young people that look young

 

Concepts that are original

 laughter and fun

 

I like faces that show character

 and faces that show hope

 

The wrinkles hard earned

 youth and spirit elope

 

I like things that mesh quietly

 and fit into place

 

Ideas that break barriers

 reinventing my space

 

I like old people that look old

 and young people that look young

 

And the bridge built between them

 —where memories can run

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)

 

 

Filling My Words

 

Filling my words with music

 the moment took off and flew

 

All heaven to await its arrival

 the Angels and Sirens in view

 

Filling my words with song

 their spirit released once again

 

The devil to cover his ears

 —the past and future in sin

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)

 

 

Only For You

 

My eyes overloaded

my tongue in duress

 —I have to say I love you in a poem

 

Time of no consequence

my heart in distress

 —as my pen becomes timeless and flowing

 

This moment is yours

its memory mine

—as the lines are unspoken but true

 

To tell you just once

what forever I’ll feel

 —in these words written only for you

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)

 

 

Your Eyes Still Closed

 

 You left me fifty years ago

 but I still write to you today

 

Feeling those things that never age

 as my thoughts have turned to gray

 

You walked out never looking back

 and left me standing there

 

My heart in pieces, the future gone

 with no one left to care

 

New days have come, old days have gone

 the seasons change and weave

 

But in every memory I see your face

 —your eyes still closed to me

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)