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Disappointments
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Disappointments beat walls all
over the world.
They don’t let
happiness sing about
eternity.
We are the void between heaven
and them.
God saves us
when we turn, counting us with
even or odd numbers— each of the 99th.
Harps singing a
samba song, and monkeys
dancing naked in floats, announcing a
better night.
Our hands move
what we love, and all depart, and we unify
with the sea, being inedible
goldfish for sharks
Rain is not
silent anymore, and the silence,
after, breaks our eardrums.
sky, moon, people, earth,
all revolve
around them.
Tomorrow we will
forgive ourselves.
(disappointed) ©danielavoicu
One Verse I lick my
juvenile wounds with the tongue
of life. The angels hang
from heaven with broken
string harps It disturbs me
the white as infinity, between love and
destiny. Unforgiving time
climbs on a scale of values, which holds in
hands good deed’s map. I take you by
the hand, extending
another hand to the sky. I cannot ask for
anything… Unforgiving God
looking at me; he argues with
all. Love is not so
simple, says He. It is like the
life— only one verse, depends how you
recite it. (c) danielavoicu
Dirty Queen
How lovely the
morning is, pervaded by the
silence of loneliness, as sleepy green
and red dragons fly in circles around lost
feelings. Next to me on an
old couch, God watches a
movie with clowns. I play chess,
and it is naked all around the
queen, that dirty dirty queen, who reads the
lines in my palm, speaking lies
about my dearest stars. Beside me, my cup of
Romanian coffee is still hot, while I wait for the green
and red dragons to dissipate. (c) danielavoicu
DANIELA VOICU
DANIELA VOICU is a Romanian poet,
editor and painter. In 2018, she was awarded the prestigious honor of Romania
Beat Poet Laureate (Lifetime) by the National Beat Poetry Foundation, Inc.
based in Connecticut, USA. Her poems
have been published in international magazines, journals and various
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