If I could only stop the downpour of hourglass
His voice echoed as the cold droplets of mist
Streamed deep into the core of being.
As he turned back and stepped away,
Crystalline beads of rain broke into despair.
I pelted, I melted. Knelt…with the rain
Falling against the faint impulses of twilight
He is gone, with the burst of drizzle
From the starry nightfall of bitter dreams.
He is gone, with the violet crocuses
Entwining around the harmony of his neck.
He is gone, with the old tomorrows
Of sweet lightness gleaming upwards.
He is gone, and now he left me with nothing
For the honeyed nectar of Aphrodite.
If I could only stop the downpour of hourglass,
If I could only stop the downpour of his time.
First appeared in Maganda magazine
April Mae M. Berza is the author of Confession ng isang Bob Ong Fan (Flipside, 2014). Her poems and short stories appeared in numerous publications in the US, Canada, Romania, India, Japan, UK and the Philippines. Her poems are translated in Crimean, Tatar and Filipino. Some of her poems are published in The Siren, Poetica, Metric Conversions, Ani, The Manila Times and Contemporary Verse 2, to name a few. Her poem "E-Martial Law" was broadcast on IndoPacific Radio on KPFA 94.1FM/kpfa.org. She is a member of Poetic Genius Society. She lives in Taguig, Philippines.
Hi April. You have written a very nice poem. I felt each verse in my heart. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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I predict you will become a much celebrated poet April. Your poem is the kind I always search for, yet seldom find...the kind of poem that leaves one a bit breathless and in awe! Aloha, Connie
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! Glad to have had the opportunity to read this one. - Laura M Kaminski
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