Dah Helmer

4. Sadder Than Anything

An umbrella moves
through the rain
and in between each drop
Morning’s broken light
far from the sun
trips over the rooftops
into the wind’s mouth
over my eyes
and I hear footsteps
alone on the sidewalk
alone in the rain
only to stop and wait
for a dream or a green light
Then time passes
even darker
and from the sidelines
a burly boom
of far-off thunder
Raindrops tangle in my hair
raindrops sadder than anything
Neruda has written

5. Useless Thoughts

Dark afternoon
light is blocked

Along the street
water streams noiselessly
falls into a hole
dwindles its time away

Winter is lonely

In its long sleep the shortest day
barely breathes
A somber gray
hangs in the air
the wind trills
like a cry

Looking out the window
my time dwindles away
and my thoughts pile up
My useless thoughts
that I store in notebooks
and drag through life
for no reason than
they are mine

Dah Helmer © 2015

6. February

A bold frost hinders the heat
Wind rocks the dead flowers,
glass chimes, the old figs

A single bee asleep in flight
I have words to say about this
but they are frozen on my tongue

A few silent black birds
small bodies of coal
sway on branches
maybe napping, maybe dreaming
of a world they love

I lift my eyes
look at the February sky
ice cuts like malicious glass
then hardens my blood

At my feet
the affection of a cat’s rub
against my legs
Today I am not the one
to give it love

Still, I lean down
touch its head
and this thoughtless motion
better than absence

fills the emptiness

like a mother’s breath
a father’s cough

Dah Helmer © 2015