SAMPLE POEM ONE: SYMPHONIYA DE TOSKA

SYMPHONIYA DE TOSKA BOOK ONE: COMING THURSDAY, JANUARY 19TH FROM WHEELSONG BOOKS.

 
It must be a winter’s day in Hell.
The sun that once burned us
Shines no more…
If you should waken me,
No-one must know
Of what I have dreamed.

In a passage once set aflame,
You still sleep amid the snow.
It must be a cold day…
Were there ever flowers
In the fields with their glow?
Did they ever sway in a breeze of steel?

Is it still summer, summer above?
Are the birds singing where I cannot hear?
The sky must be so pale
As they fly into the storms
That kiss the sun within the vault.

Sometimes, I think of that light
And how it shines always on you.
This is how I shall remember you:
Forever in the summer flowers.
Though eternal I close my eyes,
You shall be my final sigh(t)—
Never to darken, never to wither:
Forever a bloom within my breast,
Always beautiful, though all decay
When the sunlight is new
And the sky is reborn—
Your shadow shall dwell forever here
As the dark that dims my dying eyes.