April Dance of Who
as if detached from tiny bits
of discarded cloud
white butterflies fly by me blankly
surprised I don't know the why
and dandelions yellow golden fields
millions of seeds gone in a puff
confused I don't know the where
and dandelions again tribal
dancing happily leaning
in a stray gusty breeze
when does this begin
when does it end
I don't know the how
of this April dance
of even happiness
of the who
and or what
I am am
not
JPPestana
April Dance of Who
4.24.2022
What Passes For Eternity
you who know you
are alone in your own thoughts should
know again
I was with you all along
when blossoms rained down
turning a clouded earth to cherry
when we in tears that never dried
hugged our sorrows until their begging surrender
when we sipped our thirst away from cupped hands
kissed in the dancing pool
of a lost spring
and you splashed at me crazily
shouting out what pain remained
watching it drain away in
the last rays of a sun
struggling alone
in its own un-
knowing
contemplations
What Passes For Eternity
JPPestana
3.14.2022
The Mimic and the Murmur
low murmur
a world turned
to scream
begs for mercies
raises an empty cup
is the light
forever locked away
the poorest of
all memories
almost forgotten
a prisoner held alone
dungeoned in some
distant land
nameless place
spectators line the streets
here is the dull applause
here is the roar
of cloaked despair
in this this
spewing mist
blackbirds battle
for the last seed
of life
no one notices
mockingbirds playful in
an untilled fertile field mimic
the sound of tanks
crushing flesh
bone and
prayer
JPPestana
Of Mimic and Murmur
4.10.2022
