Short Uncast Poems

The mold has broken,
our future uncast

The best of remembrance,
severed in half

(Train From Grantham: July, 2016)...

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The beginning
of the end
The end
of the beginning
To look
and not see
A desperate
path

To start
what can’t finish
Destroying
tomorrow
When eyes
remain closed
The future
— uncast

(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)




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No clock can lay claim
  to the moment untimed

Though hands finely set
  still a mystery divine

Each tick plays a cadence
  to what is now past

But what of the future
  its measure uncast

We plot and record it
  hours, minutes, they chime

As all fantasy escapes
  —this delusion of time

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)...

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trust in love, and always
listen to the beat of our wings
in the free wind.
love is not weak, nor like
uncast iron.
look not to blood nor muscle
for the secret of its strength.
love is not so easily surrendered.
love is not so easily discovered.
love is not so easily engendered.
love is not so easily uncovered.
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written 41 years ago; what did I know of love back then? anyway, thought I'd still post it because, well, just because, that's all....

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