Short Recasting Poems

Letting the page breathe,
my pen in its well
The letters enchanted,
recasting their spell
Beginning then ending,
beginning again
Rewriting the master
—their magic amends

(The New Room: March, 2021)...

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Standing on the bank of love 
Casting and recasting 
The line. He waits 
For a strike. 
And, whether it's the one 
That got away, or 
The one he'll catch 
and release, or 
there's not a bite at all, 
he keeps on fishing 'cause 
everytime, the hook 
hits the water, 
there are ripples and 
ripples and 
ripples 
and... hope....

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Always am I. Perpetually me.
Never ending, death is no obstacle,
Forever is me in the words of my poetry,
Everlasting I shall become,
Perennial in the contrasting,
To conclude is to die, to cease is to lie,
For there will be no recasting,
Unique is me amongst the cosmos,
For I shall endure the test of time,
The tower bells that will never chime,
And when all is dust in the end,
My words stand sublime....

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Beneath the busy theater,
a little trap door, 
modest and illusive,
opens to a space
infinite and peaceful—
a broader dimension,
resonant and real—
the silent birthing chamber
of all possibilities,
including, by surprise,
the gears animating
the action on the set.
One may find the door
and bask in this continuum
by stepping out of character
and shrugging off one’s script,
releasing and recasting
preconceived props....

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