Some Say Life Is Like A River Poem by Cristina M. Moldoveanu

the sky is heavy/ dolls' eyes are murky…
I see too many horror masks/ clowns grinning/
washing their makeup in the same laundry basin
one last love dying
under the hourglass turned upside down
over the ill back of the world

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and how beautiful it was in the beginning
spoke the Sybils with their crystal voices

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I clasp my fists because of pain/ this life mounts up my heart
breaks my brain as if half of a nut/ steals me against my chastity belt
and everyone says they still want
another stain on the bride's dress/ a drop of red wine on the shroud
an icon smeared with wax and locked in a gold frame…
my God why did you allow all this

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in the secret garden a nobody's child
bites from a bitter cherry
she wanted to grow up to go round the earth
but the lily wreaths dried up too early
because only death isn't for free we will disappear
I too and my white bird too