• POEMS BY APRIL MAE M. BERZA

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    If I were music

    If I were music, I could have been in your
    tongue, silently silencing your woes
    to slice the evening once we both
    enter the realm where dwells
    the sound, an exile to the senses,
    now, a part of your being.

    The song is in your veins and all I
    could do is to swim in the left ventricle
    of your heart now that the rhythm
    speaks, whispers to you.

    * * *

    The world is inheriting darkness tonight

    The world is inheriting darkness tonight
    That I soon surrender my plaything
    Now that I am flying my blue kite.

    There are stars in a cloudless night,
    Silent prisoners that are weeping;
    The world is inheriting darkness tonight.

    I forgot to bring my bike that’s white
    But I still continue playing and playing
    Now that I am flying my blue kite.

    The sky is another of those sights
    We fear even if it has no sting,
    The world is inheriting darkness tonight.

    There are times I wanted to write
    Poetry in the skies as I sing
    Now that I am flying my blue kite.

    My father wanted me to be bright
    Like the stars, I’m afraid of his upbringing,
    The world is inheriting darkness tonight
    Now that I am flying my blue kite.

    * * *

    Mornings and Shadows

    When mornings are veiled with sadness
    I ask that you whisper no song
    Sell my tears in the hardware
    Donate my blood to the crickets
    Just leave the door of our bedroom
    Slightly open where I could hear
    The sun’s footsteps like a burglar
    And remember not to water
    The sunflowers on my windowpane
    Just leave me alone with your shadow.

    When sadness are veiled with mornings
    Drop a hello to a marionette
    Listen to the bleeding Stradivarius
    As one would hear a sermon
    Then walk with a living saint
    In our living room and dance
    Sculpt me a rainy season soon
    The sawdust rippling in my bath tub
    And I will forget the mornings
    Forget that mornings have no shadows.

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