Poem: "Regret"

"Regret"

She looked out the window
it was late on a Friday
she wore her favorite
black dress

she had her hair down
thought it made her look
ten years younger

it was time
the night called out
with the promise
of its bright neon
and silent electric longing

she wore pink lipstick
and her hands and feet
painted black

when she walked into the bar
she sat down, winked at the bartender
and slowly uncrossed her legs

casually sipping a vodka
a man sitting across the table
nodded carefully as he watched her

somewhere inside, he felt
a warm sensation
in the pit
of his stomach
every part of his being
tensed with anticipation

he closed his eyes
and imagined her
next to him

a time when the war
was over and he could
return to a normal life
and stop being a soldier

she made it back home
in a haze
she had one too many
at the bar

she wanted to love him
her lips trembled at the notion
she laid on the bed
and closed her eyes

in her mind
they were in bed
lying so close

she could feel his breath
against her face
touching, it began

until they were trapped
in the rapture
of sensual undoing

she loved him so, she said
his perfect body
his clean shaven face

the soldier left her behind

in the morning
she woke up alone
in the tiny room

snatches of him
lingering
forever etched in her mind

she got up slowly
went to the window
and felt
the illuminating warmth
of the risen sun

she smiled softly
as tears fell
regret sprung from within her

as she fell to her knees
in a heap on the floor
her world fades quietly
with each passing moment
a poignant death.

Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo

Poem: "Hate"

"Hate"

It doesn't have
to end this way
let me hold
you close
once more

it is morning now
last night
is dead

with its quiet desperation
and garishling bright neon
my inevitable collapse is near

like a lover waiting
in the shadows
under the glittering
forlorn street lights

goodbye, dear
the incessant pull
of unrequited dreams

your last kiss
burned my insides
as I try to look away
as anger and regret

forces out bittersweet tears
in the silence
of the great divide
growing within my restless heart.

Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo