What Souls Hope To Find (+2)

 An abundance of denial,

   your mind turns away

What spirit embraces,

  choice hides and delays

        “The dignity of the old man

           in worn tattered clothes 

         Frayed pants covering high

           button shoes, but not toes

         "He wanders among us

           just over the line

        As eyes fail to see

          what souls hope to find”

An elegance to rival

  your white tie and tails

Where life now stripped free

  of false richness—prevails

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

Thoughts And Prayers. Thine

The vineyard has ripened

  new words on the vine

The meanings have deepened

  new blessings Divine

The verses fermented,

  I drink unto thee

Consecration so sacred

  the blood pouring free

The vineyard has ripened

  fresh words on the vine

With faith still unshaken

  —my thoughts and prayers, Thine

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

War

Severed madness….

  the wounds bleed again

All stitches have broken

  stains marking the end

Unsutured indemnity

  ensuring your pain

All flesh now in enmity

 —last bugler in flames

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)