A Brotherhood To Share (+7)

Not only did the words come,

  they brought their friends along

 

They pitched their tent—built their fire

  and began to sing their songs

 

The sparks flew as memory rose

  good tidings in the air

 

Phrases birthed, new families penned

 —brotherhood to share

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

 

Marks A Soul

 

Thinking too much

feeling too little

 —your message shrinks and fades

 

Forgiving yourself

holding others in sin

 —a soul that can’t be saved

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

 

That One Thing

 

Only one thing calls out to heart, body,

  and mind

 

Causing seas to part—where yourself you will

  find 

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

 

Never Destitute

 

In the darkest final hours,

  I began to write

 

And my words now spoken new

  from scattered ashes light the sky

 

To begin and end each day

  caught up in beauty’s distant wake

 

All loneliness filled by pages lined

 with happiness and joy

 

My fate betrothed, once mistress

  scorned

   —a lover more than wife

 

Whose vision so much sharper,

  her dissection cuts through bone

 

To slay the muted dragon’s fire

  in present elocution

 

Beyond all past and future clouds

  above the darkening storm

 

To live each breath and gifted word

  that heaven sends pristine

 

Never destitute in blessings shown

  —or in things I wish I’d said

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

 

When The Ink Still Runs

 

 Are we truly masters

  of the word

 

Are we really in charge

  of what gets heard

 

Are we truly finished

  at periods end

 

Are we really past the point

 of starting again

 

Are we truly out of sync

  or out of time

 

Are we really tired

  of questioning why

 

Are we truly silent

  if that next breath comes

 

Are we really alone

 —when the ink still runs

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

 

 

Last Domino

 

To change one word and rock the world

   a new verse dancing free

 

Its weight unmeasured, breadth untold

  whose key unlocks the dream

 

The bottle open, the genie gone

  last domino to fall

 

One word pulled out or inserted in

 —new meaning to enthrall

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016) 

 

 

Our Venomous End

 

Social Media….

  the web we are all caught in

 

Waiting for the spider’s bite

  —and our venomous end

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

The Coma Of Denial

 

Choking on its wealth…

America now suffers

The Acid Reflux

Of a life at ease

 

Suffering poor health…

A country now drifting

Into the coma of denial

  —and no longer free

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)