Four Poems by Robert Andresakis


Color of Life

 

Life Green with experience bares

The red guilt stain.

Burdened with wet knowledge tears

Running like rain.

 

Innocence does not know hurting-

Green with new life.

Purple from screaming and blurting

Loud cries of strife.

 

Hold the black burden of cold doubt

Inside the mind.

Inky darkness charges to route

And choke life blind!

 

We hold the guilt of innocence

Eternally ever.

The black doubt forming a tempest-

Until severed.

 

Severed free from doubting turmoil-

White clouds aloft.

Pillows of gold lined clouds coil

Carelessly soft.

 

Release the black doubt and red guilt-

Release your heart.

Flit and fly in the blue silk

Of cotton art.

 

And forgive the lines of the Past-

Remember flight.

Be free- a white life that will last-

Open once lost sight!

 


 

Pantoum Anapest Pentameter

 

“Effervescent Life”

Life, I hold on to so serenely tight

Eternalizing effervescent pain.

Need drives the chariot with golden sight;

Breathing beautiful bountiful refrain.

 

Eternalizing Effervescent Pain

Grants some creative credence in writing.

Breathing beautiful bountiful refrain,

I put pain to fallen life- Creating.

 

Eternalizing effervescent pain

Breathing beautiful bountiful refrain.

 

Robert S. Andresakis


Rhyme Royal

 

“Irony of Prose”

 

Refrain from passion- protect structural through-

And bring together a writing cosmos.

Villanelle, pantoum, and sonnet lost

To the fiction of free verse- I appose

The rolling rhythm of the ramped prose.

Feverishly favor structured work;

Rally reality lost in prose murk.

 

Robert S. Andresakis



 

Free Verse

 

“Falling Resistance”

 

Bombs break the Will

Exploding resistant fortitude.

 

                                    Death

                        Finds

Peace

            In

                             Violence.

Resistance is running to God.

Bombs Break the Will.

 

Drop                                        Enough

            Bombs                and

You will

                            Win      !

 

Savor running to god?

 

Robert S. Andresakis