Unsearched

Unsearched

By Heriberta Diaz
(September 15, 2004)


Beaming triumph, arch reversed,
In Autumn’s silent streets forever etched
porcelain eyes hush the cursed,
fossiled forte, yet unsearched

Who can tell of winter’s arctic veil
dined alone with swallowed pride,
and sung of Summer’s rapid hale
whose mighty storms have lain defied

Layered palette, thriving reds
Ornamenting her parade
Feathered blues, scattered shreds
splintered, tacit serenades

In sparrows’ shallow wings, is there
A candle’s flame, though dim?
Or sultry notes to quell the glare
and lift a heart, so grim?

Beaming triumphs arise to sing
piercing thundered, shivering skies
gracefully dances, courting spring
to wilt the frame of she who cries