A piercing cry
eyes' explosion
a roar
flooding
giving birth to a river
a river of tears
waving like an ocean
tears
in motion
so unsmooth
when the nose escapes
the mouth closes
the face frowns
no delight
no smile
but pain written
on the forehead
sweat
soaked eyebrows
a sour mood
of pain attack.
Drencho POET Loads
On our disparitive continuum
when after dusk the dawn is flowering
and skies aglow in rose chrysanthemum
have scattered banished darkness, cowering;
And when the silver drizzled fingerlings
traipse slippy streaks upon our timid hold
of dimpled melodies the robin sings
beneath an ever blinking marigold;
In oscillation then returns a choice
between relinquished self or dim retorts
where fools admonish rain and wise rejoice
reflective puddles pooled on tennis courts;
Since by the day is night from whence the day,
and by the morning clouds a midday rain -
in either or exists enough to say
that by the by for none should one complain;
For when tomorrow reigns and shadows clear,
while through replenished streams fresh water flows,
what babbles life in dawn ‘til stars appear
is that by which my daughter Lily grows;
And though at times unsmooth, my pendulum
will always sway by her empowering;
the brightest light on my continuum
whose love brought back a father, cowering.
4/7/2017
A waking night can’t touch the pain
Of gentle teardrops in the rain
But as the thing begins to grow
Inside the feelings start to show
And now you’re trembling in your bed
Wondering if the fear will spread
You look to me so fearlessly
With no dread of the darkest dreams
The bed sheets whisper as they move
The noise is chilling and quite unsmooth
And as the floor begins to creak
You are the terror that now must sneak
Alongside me you brush your hair
Now you’re the one who begins to stare
Your look is so strong I finally wake
Your body no longer can shake
I tuck you in and nestle close
You’re safe with me under our cloak