Beguiling Eyes

Many know her, worthy subject
Oil-on-poplar-wood portrait
Noble, knowing, and wise
Alluring beauty, beguiling eyes

Long brown hair restrained
In a veil of virtue or mourning
Slight smile, secret identity
Alive with endless mystery

The Lady’s Hopeful Sonnet

Hold fast to our protections
of life, happiness, and liberty,
for these are remarkable times
given to hearsay and hyperbole.
Debasers of self-evident truths
spew lies and indecencies.
They place profits over people,
and seek to curtail human agency.
Aye, these are our inalienable rights.
We vow to defend them.
Behold our one true beacon.
Look upon the rays of her diadem.
May her light be your ceaseless guide,
As life, fortune, and sacred honor abide!

Enduring Questions

Of life’s enduring questions,
those of Death plague my mind.
I wonder if he’s wicked and grotesque,
or if he’s tolerant and sublime?

Some say I shouldn’t worry,
that my curiosity is an erstwhile trope,
and while Death for me is still remote,
I should be content to hope.

Until such time that we meet, however,
I’ll likely continue to wonder
if our souls are an empyrean delight
or naught but a treasure to plunder.

Shine

You can harness the light,
but it is not yours to keep.
When you get it, shine it
for someone else to see.

Lost in Translation

One voice in seven billion –
How could it not be drowned out?
Words made from any language –
How could they ever stand out?
Works lost in translation
Ideas whispered only for the sky
It’s inevitable, isn’t it
That humanity should go awry?

Heartful

My hands are full.
They will not throw that stone for you.
My heart is full.
It will not hold that grudge for you.