Christopher Vincent Aquino Poet Free verse

Light the Dark Pond

LIGHT THE DARK POND

fingertips caress still waters
the moon
obscured by clouds
stars dim
the sun rises
glare binds our eyes

blood boils in hellfire
crows gather
teardrops are shed

speak to me of lies
tell me not
that with the night
so too has your love died

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Caren Krutsinger July 23, 2018 at 9:22 PM I like the style of this; have no idea if it is a certain style or your own. But it is a great read.

Caren Krutsinger July 23, 2018 at 9:19 PM Ah! If you have not been to Dr. King's church in Atlanta, I must warn you when you go, you will hear his voice because they pipe it in. It made my hair stand on end, I was so glad to hear him again! Well done, Kevin!

Caren Krutsinger July 23, 2018 at 9:13 PM "float through a limp lazy day" is such a great word picture! Your words are wonderful, and they gel well together.

Caren Krutsinger July 23, 2018 at 9:10 PM A beautiful missive for a wall flower, and we have all been there at one time or another. The feelings ooze out of this poem, Sil.