If
I were a river
If I were a river, I will
choose
you as my destination, to
flow
like the tears of the cherubs
one summer to quench the
thirst
of the vineyards.
I could hear the orchestra,
your violin laughter and your
piano
smile blending harmoniously
with my heartbeat that I
tried
to tie my foot to the hills
like the marriage of smell
and touch.
The pain in my chest to find
you in the arms of the sea is
a stabbing, I succumb that I
feel
the sorrow travelling in my
veins,
I am alone in this journey,
alone in this journey.
April
Mae M. Berza is the author of
Confession ng isang Bob Ong Fan (Flipside, 2014) and Berso de Berza (Charging
Ram, 2012.) She is the editor of Metaphor magazine. 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 Ani, Belleville Park Pages, Liwayway, The
Siren, Poetica, Calliope, Maganda, Remembering Rizal: Voices from the Diaspora,
Letters to My Bully, Kalyani, Metric Conversions, The Manila Times,
Contemporary Verse 2, and elsewhere. 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.
This is such a lovely poem ,April Mae,the last 2 lines are the most beautiful
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April,
ReplyDeleteThe imagery in this poem is amazing. You may feel alone on this journey, but after reading this I feel I am right by your side.
~Davidf
Thank you April for this fine poem. I especially like, "I could hear . . . your violin laughter."
ReplyDeleteWell done.
Moving and beautiful! Thank you!
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