Best Unbuilt Poems

Tell me, my friend,  
does infinity not unsettle your reason,  
or is it a comfort—to believe it meaningless?  

Look beyond the rust of your disbelief—  
this isn’t the frostbitten dogma you imagine.  
This is the marrow of things,  
...

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empty nest

i came upon this empty nest
and felt of soul a bit bereft
i wondered how it came to be
and wondered if now fulfilled
its purpose was to be unbuilt

shells all scattered about below
nesting about like skinned wind
of parenthood and progeny in tow
a beautiful family once had...

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Sifting through shadows of lost innocence
heaviness weighs chill eroding hope's gilt
skeletons wrought of protracted suspense
whisper pierce dissonant symphony's lilt
lifting vague reminders of dreams unbuilt
on shores of sanity.  Love lesson learns
over broad spans tumultuous yearning burns
deep rumbling blunt warns solemnly heeded
quite sensibly calm maturity earns
tender...

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It was a blossom cradled by a blinding sheen, 
     Though bold on wings of night it fled
Much swifter than what Nature might have felt or seen;
     My heart sank deep as if of lead. 

It was...

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The Time Has Come to Tell the Tale…

As all stories begin; a long, long time ago many years removed from now
My memory recalls events from the age of two, when the bullets took the life
Of a good man, an honest man, and what would this...

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we all are blind ,until we see-that in the gods plan.
 nothing is worth the making if it does'nt make the man
 so why do we still build large cities, if the man unbuilt goes-- 
for it's in vain we continue to build-------
---- unless the...

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Divinely bequeathed a blank-cheque-Jackpot; in your 
   possession is the golden ticket

   Sadly, many fail to decode it's often unglammed seed
   Just as one person may look at a pile of stone and
   merely see stone, another...

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I lay claim.
To the spaces between your
breaths that hang suspended like
dust in summer glare.

I lay claim.
To the corners ignored, in which 
your shadow glides beyond my
feeble reach.

I lay claim.
To the fading spike of your laugh
that leads me through our closed,
unbuilt days.

I lay claim.
To the scraps...

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Can I be your hero of tomorrow?
I know that I have not been
Your hero of before or today,
But give me a chance to stay
By your side next time,
I know I have unbuilt
Your empires before,
Myself slipping aside
As new problems come ashore,
While my talent seems to be
Removing...

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Three strikes on the snooze button
Then unwilling, still dark within,
I step out to stretch my stiff back
and you tell me - time to wake up.

This day I might return to bed;
Other days I will trudge to work.
But the self is the task today:
Verse, rest, reflection,...

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You were proud who would not weep,
And I, too proud to smile.
Our words unspoken
The box of sweet perfume
Left  unopened
Are things stolen from us that
Never shall return.

Beneath a bridge unbuilt
A once calm stream
A now wild restless sea
Where phantom ships
In ageless quest sail on
To find no...

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Many nights there were no new dreams,
so I borrowed from the old

Resurrecting the scaffolding
of what lay unbuilt—untold

(Dreamsleep: November, 2020)...

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How can you teach Poetry,
  or breathe for someone else

Sharing what your soul has freed,
  deep within yourself

Can you cross a bridge unbuilt,
  its toll not yours to pay
  
Squeezing blood from wounds long healed,
 —transfusion’s masquerade

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)...

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I stepped into a world unknown,
Where seeds of silence had been sown.
New faces turned but did not speak—
A quiet strength for hearts to seek.

She watched me with a steady gaze,
As if to read through subtle haze.
No words were said, yet much was told,
Through eyes that...

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