The Song of Will Set Free

The sun, the moon, the rain, The crowded path of pain, The storm before the still, The fun we have until the bill —- The measure and the mind, The values left behind, The feathers and the quilt, The troubled thrills that start the guilt —- The song of will set free, The end of … Continue reading "The Song of Will Set Free"

The Spell

The spell of love is cast Cross time and distance vast, It’s ropes are light and slack indeed, But still we are held fast By what seems barely there, By fantasies, and air, But though we see it coming not It finds us, everywhere

The Ghost of My Imagining

Beneath the temple mound, He prowls without a sound: The ghost of my imagining, In tunnels, underground. Beneath the ancient earth, A being without birth; In restlessness, he walks the night, To find the soul’s true worth. He’s not of human race, Nor bound by time or space; I know his aspect well, although, I’ve … Continue reading "The Ghost of My Imagining"

An Open Gate to Nowhere

I see the open gate, And notice that you’re late; The summer’s nearly almost gone, We must soon acclimate To colder sorts of days, To autumn’s turn of phrase: The summer’s nearly almost gone, With all of its malaise. Where once love was alive, And seemed to grow and thrive, We find ourselves at loggerheads, … Continue reading "An Open Gate to Nowhere"

The Wooden Path

Upon the wooden path We walked with sandy feet; With pleasures in the aftermath Of almost day complete In salience of love, And quietude of mind, Translucent Brandeis up above Our footsteps slat-confined But in a sudden breath Of summer warm sea-air; I realize, as certain death That you were never there As footsteps echoes die The waves no … Continue reading "The Wooden Path"

Immersive Wonder

I rose and walked at dawn, The dark to dwell upon — But then I saw the birds and sea: I don’t know, honestly So words are often wise, But then turn into lies – All character’s a mystery; I don’t know, honestly My grandson and I play Upon the floor all day. The time … Continue reading "Immersive Wonder"


the hurting’s all around, for him, untravelled ground – he does not seek her world to know he there remains, homebound her heartbreak he has missed; his own, he will insist, seems worse to him – what he must bear – her sorrow he’s dismissed insipid elegy he sings sans harmony – there is no … Continue reading "Dismissed"