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From the book An Honest Breath of a Dreamer by Petia Barzakova Mercado

From the book An Honest Breath of a Dreamer by Petia Barzakova Mercado

 

Attention: All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2000  Petia Barzakova Mercado

 

Title:  An Honest Breath of a Dreamer

Subtitle:  a collection of alleviating and awakening poetry for everyone

Subject:  Contemporary poetry

Length: 148 pages  (8 ½ x 11, Size 12, Arial)

Parts:  1.       Oh, I get so inspired…

            2.         You eyes…

            3.         If I could say one thing…

 

Sample poems from part one:

 

 

            A Siege Across

 

I gaze at an endless sheet of water

And divine air-blanket of azure.

A drive to overcome vibrates,

But the unshakable shore hugs their ardor.

The waves wax and waiver,

One and then the next;

Crush against the scooping seashore,

Float across my eyes

Then broken by the siege ahead.

 

Inside the smallest wave

Glides my thrive to jump,

And along the highest shore

Reality engulfs my mortal parts,

Inept to cross beyond to a new start.

 

 

 

Withdrawal

 

covered by a veil of dimness

pressed by heavy stillness

blown away by squealing winds

and burned down by fiery flames

 

i sink down into my damned fear

i fall inside thirsty oceans

cross through fruitless forests

dissolve in poisonous airs

 

my tear spills just a drop

of a flooded river

my weep sniffs just a note

of a mournful song

 

and the only place left to go

exists right inside of me

so, i will sing stripping cries

‘till the solitary sadness dies

 

 

Unreachable

 

distant lights blink ahead

too far for me to reach

and yet so deadly close

their blinding light

enslaves me

 

and I just can’t keep

from running,

pushing,

stretching

 

I’m scratching with my broken nails

across an invigorating mirror

reflecting a simple door

an untouchable;

unreachable door

 

finally, one day I won’t feel so lost

and I will just reach and touch

a solid simple door

 

‘till this moment comes

I might just stare at the ravishing colors

and wonder

How far…

How far…

 

black and white seems everything around me

but why I always dream of else,

while I hold something in my hand

 

I will know it…

I will feel it…

I will believe it…

the moment I discover

my special purulent amulet

the blinking light…

 

—so alike—

they are so alike

I will know

when I am finished;

I will know

when I have found it

 

Sheltered by the night

 

and the dust I grasped

through my fingers

every single grain spilled

 

I gazed at the sweeping waste,

gasped my breath,

then an ailing sigh

blew away a silent puff

 

ashes spread around the heavy air,

then faded away like every other day;

frozen, I could only stare

and benumbed let it slip away

 

then again the lifeless night

took my empty hand

and sheltered me like a good friend

 

 

Birth of Death

 

after the lewd arrow hit

after I bled and hurt

after misery latched onto my glee

and secured her stabbing hook

 

poisoned,

                        I gazed at the Birth

the Birth

                        of the incessant Death

 

she marched with her deafening tombs

extracted my fire

buried my entire desire

then sucked away my borderless cheer

and her chilly breaths froze my heart

with chains of scorn and regret

condemned me in walls of fear

walls of remorse

 

then,

the libelous winds blew away

pieces of me

pieces of sand

a breathless silhouette of sand

 

silent and mirthless

the grains just gaped apart

and destiny swore to never come back

 

then nothing-

empty spaces

motionless stages-

 

my steps remained forsaken footprints

and my lust a lonely thistly rose

surviving far from here

scratching everything

and everyone

fighting to be left alone

stubborn as stone

vexatious as thorn

 

crying alone

 

alone, among countless grains

and faceless sands

dying in my helpless hands

 

A Door Just Opened

 

In a dented corridor

My lust enrages out of dreadful poison,

Drained away my latest dare

Driven to surrender,

But not just here…

 

Countless silent steps along his vow,

But not anymore,

Not anymore…

 

A door undims;

A door unwinds

And vacillating I astray across the gate

Flit and smash my past.

I am just beneath the sun,

But heat sucks my zest away.

Then I blow a cooling breath,

But my dripping sweat

Dries my skin, instead.

So long…

I am gone…

 

Down this claustrophobic corridor

A door just emerged wide open

And her daisy draws my feet

Closer,

And closer…

 

The principles of time;

The memories in time

Betrayed my vigor,

Constrained my lust.

So, her helping hand, I grope tight,

‘till I heard her bones crack,

 

Oh, why I can not come?

Take me beyond and forth!

I’d breastfeed the driving force

To finally declare, “I belong!”

 

Deep in this empty corridor,

I know I am strong

And the walls will sway;

Shrink their prison away.

 

The night sky above my pale face

Would blink at last a single star

And bestow a sheer desire

To compel and overwhelm with glare.

 

I promise I will no longer stare

And I will dare to fare far from here!

Merge one with outer cheer;

Cry away my insecure fear.

I will always be the one to paint the stars.

If there were no sun, I’d light a match;

Blind and dim the silence.

I’m too impressed by life’s arrest

And yet, inspired to fray the invisible decay.

 

Metamorphosis

 

I

The Release

 

 

Every cloud cleared away

And I knew the time

To lift myself away has come

I tore my clothes apart

And threw away the heavy burden

It was time to leave

The deathless snow began to melt.

 

An impetus impelled me to revive my soul

The void had pulled me down a vacuum

Only I could over-pull and unchain.

A breadth of a drawing gap

Looped and surrounded me,

Diffused and salvaged me.

But it was time to detach;

To rebel and evade.

 

II

Evasion

 

 

I picked a stone

Someone save me,” I engraved,

Sprinkled it with lonely tears,

And I threw far away my message.

 

Emptiness hollowed from within.

I tried to search beneath,

But the void only lived.

 

I sat on the gray sand—

The dark night cooled so cold.

I waited…

Stared at the blinking stars.

Then I overheard one say,

 

“The carving will wear off.

The sweeping sea will erase the epitaph.

No one will retreat your fate.

Turn away, no one is on his way!”

 

I did not answer

To a point so right

I raised and glared at the aloof sea.

But then, the squealing winds whistled hope,

 

“Go on, find your home!”

 

Alone.

Just me.

No one with me.

I turned away and walked

I walked through lifeless alleys;

Then entered fruitless valleys.

The darkness dimmed ahead—

No path I could foresee—

But I kept on walking.

 

Where am I headed?”

 

An answer I did not demand.

I knew I’d find myself.

I pushed away the thistly bushes—

Smacking me with almighty seethe.

I bled, but I didn’t hurt.

I dragged, but I ran…

 

III

 

Transformation

 

 

I ran, I ran, and I ran…

Worn-out sweat dripped,

But not a flower sprigged out.

Strong-out breaths huffed,

But not a cloud drifted away.

 

I ran, I ran, and I ran…

And stopped…

I stood before the boarding cross.

First, I wiped its arrest,

I refused its shelter,

Then I aggregated yelled,

 

I know another place exists beyond

You overshadow what I miss

A shelter to call my home

You maybe offer

But I know a deal takes two.

 

THIEF!”

 

The shout trembled a turbulent vibration.

The dry leaves fell off,

The bare trees swayed

Back and forth.

The thunder I benumbed

And cut through Earth—

She froze like an iceberg.

 

Now, I have crossed

The squeaking yell

I’m sure will prevail!”

As assured as I spoke, I choked.

 

Then silence…

 

I couldn’t face the boarding cross.

Turned my back away and gasped,

I slid a frightened tiny step around.

The sand squeaked underneath my feet

Tore apart my patience, but inflamed a thread of doubt.

I shut my eyes,

 

What if there was no way

Maybe the roof on me

Is the only place to stay?

Did I over thrill myself with madness?

The boarding cross could be the end.”

 

The thread of doubt

Endowed a slight chance

To take the path back home,

But I held on to the trance.

 

“I may dread the resentful doubt,

But I also shred the dark!”

 

So, I turned and faced…

A blast of light

Blinded me.

Unbearable gust I couldn’t see.

A path to set me free.

But my eyes inept

A brand new set of colors to see.

Just like a cured blind man.

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