by David Dephy
Still living without a sense
of what’s buried deep
within the night.
Perhaps, behind every droplet
is a microcosm of purest energy
and behind that force, a window
of hope, and behind each window
a smile, and behind the ringing
of laughter, a tender kiss—
for is not beyond each kiss
a breath which is the throbbing
heart of life? —and there, right
there beneath the rib cage,
a wish, and deeper still,
that lingering desire
for a moment realized,
and beyond, further beyond,
the great flame
which is eternity rekindled
endlessly, until we begin
to believe we may be.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
DAVID DEPHY -- The trilingual American award-winning poet, novelist, multimedia artist. Founder of Poetry Orchestra. The 1st place winner of THE ARTISTS FORUM Poetry Award in New York City 2021, the winner of the Finalist Award in the 2020 Best Book Award National Contest by American Book Fest, the winner of the 2019 Spillwords Press Poetry Award and the Finalist and Shortlist Winner Nominee of the Adelaide Literary Awards 2019/2020 for the category of Best Poem. Named as Literature Luminary by Bowery Poetry, Stellar Poet by Voices of Poetry, Incomparable Poet by Statorec, Brilliant Grace by Headline Poetry & Press and Extremely Unique Poetic Voice by Cultural Daily. He lives and works in New York City.
Last updated July 21, 2022