Short Caldera Poems
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Distance breeds new hope,
Time, a measure of being
a life without rest
relentless Love resisting
weakened, awakened in death.
David J. Caldera
04/13/08
Clothed in fraud,
his disguise supreme
Frightening listeners,
confusion schemed
His world inside,
a caldera waits
Armageddon trembling
—the hour late
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
Pain Concealed,
deceived I feel
I rage silently
In this cage
which doesn't exist.
Eternal rest
No lifes' regrets
Death before
blind hope,
no chance
for me left.
I feel.
Therefore,
Alive, I rest.
David J. Caldera
03/23/08
Hollow red brick walls
surrounding open fences.
Lost corridors to home
covering trenches.
A journey of
the mind Leading
me far away
from life & out
of existence.
Someday to
arrive &
Understand
why
Hearts cry,
souls die
trying
todefine
a love
twisted.
David J. Caldera
To know you, to feel your pain & hide myself
inside you again & again,
To walk with you, walk away from you,
where I'm beside myself, outside myself,
letting you just be you, letting you be, me...
Wanting to hold you, not control you
mold you into what I know you could be..
Still I find myself, outside myself,
Watching you hide your self from me
David J. Caldera
The Paiute tribes, before they fell*,
were known to use, masterfully well,
copious pumice and obsidian,
found on the alpine meridian,
where the Long Valley Caldera blew to hell.
* "fell" might not be the right word. A little Internet research tells me that one of the Paiute tribes, the "Bishop Paiute Tribe" has a reservation near Bishop California, near the Mammoth Lakes area, where I collected pumice and obsidian as a child.
Pre-received, by some to be,
A bit of a shallow fellow indeed.
I followed the swallows
down the road to
San Juan Capistrano
In search of a better life for me.
Better a sight there, did I see.
Appearing & leering angry unto me, was he.
I didn't know, had never seen.
Not one to show fear
I glared back, with a sneer.
But looking closer, I did see here.
It was only,
me in view,
of me,
in a mirror.
David Caldera
03/24/08
Santorini, a stand out beauty, a splendor in the sea, a semicircular
Cycladic island in the Southern Aegean Sea with dramatic caldera
landscape so unique, crescent shaped, offering breathtaking views.
The famous whitewashed homes, structures with some featuring
glowing blue domes, cliffs falling into the blue crystal clear waters
of Aegean Sea, spectacular sunsets of dazzling kaleidoscope of colors.
Sadly, located at a fault zone with tectonic activity causing tremors.