layers
gauzy facades
obscuring clear view
emotion holding intelligence hostage
resounding courage
whispering behind well witted walls
of cowardly shivers
looking for some deep lakes of reason
to make truant
wrong conclusions too swiftly jumped
shoulder virtue when under fire
surpassing ignorance
the golden turn
a shuddering super nova
careening into the deepest darkness
reinforcing the lining of the creative
sphere
triumph will fly tomorrow
promise tastes the arrival
of the wind's latest deluge
inspiration is ever near
blame is
only a has been's battle cry
of wolf
writer's block
each individual
his own appointed demon
for trumpets of self truth
wail loudest when proudest
no assembly
within the most private
orchestras
shall ever hear pity
in the final notes played
near dawn
as clever dirt
from the psyche
can not be procured..........
(written May 21, 2002)