Seeker Magazine

David Louis Maini

Born in Providence, Rhode Island, and currently residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, David is a Corporate Chef. He says: I have only recently made attempts at writing down my thoughts. I have always considered the written word to be amongst the greatest of the arts. I write because I feel compelled to do so. I have a deep need to chronicle my life experiences with a voice of passion, honesty and clarity. My only aspiration is to share my vision with others.

A Passing Thought
How this chill evening we two
childless and cold sit coupled
alone as one.
I, listening to the Universe breathe.
You, long whisper gold dust dreams to God.
He, sitting o'er strange cold Star,
watching, letting, laughing.
Friends drift past, holding tongues,
not giving, just drifting.
My Spirit roars Red,
the dark hour nears, so, come fall with me.
Storm, She like ever blows, alone.
As morning wind,
soft spirit She comes...

Bloodied Nose '72
Schoolboy stands against brick wall
Waiting to be picked,waiting,nervous,waiting.
At last he is called!
Second to last he is called.
Shy Schoolboy takes the field
Visions of Glory fill his eyes
At last! To belong!
Angry ball cuts into the frightened sky.
Terror replaces all other emotion.
With Human Viciousness
The ball strikes home.
Blood flows,tears swell,dreams are shattered.
Game over for a lonely Schoolboy.

Rainstorm
Life love light... Sunlight.
Bleeds from the sky,
As bathwater from a drain.
Strange bloom, Grey Black.
It grows in Our sky.
Western Wind breathes,
Heavier and heavier,
Heavy, a near-dead asthmatic,
Heavier it breathes.
Cold steel-green rain,
Erupts around Us.
Unforgiving as Mother,
It pounds Us.
You whisper in my ear,
I laugh... With ugly Hatred,
I laugh.

Summer Night
Red Black Sun entombed in the wasted Desert.
Dark Gold Earth Pale Blue Moon reign.
Father across Mother sleeps.
Storm of a thousand evenings Rage.
WindSong of desperate heat blows.
I dream a secret dream...
Morning keeps a watchful eye.
I dream a secret dream...

Las Vegas Night
Brilliant light
A psychedelic rainbow
Surrounds my entire being
Countless bodies walk past
Muted and dazed
Prisoners of their greed and lust
Chained to the rainbow
I am alone
Drowning in the Neon Sea
I reach out for contact
But all humanness is gone
Devoured by the Las Vegas night

ZOE
The sickness came upon you
The suddenness of a cold-blue lightning bolt
Stealing all that you were from me
Friend, lover, companion
Partner
The past taken
Forever lost
The joyous music
That was our life
Erased
I cradle you in my arms
The final time
Now…I alone remain
Trapped within these last memories
Memories of Zoe.

Old Woolen Coat
Silent couple
Old and tired
Worn out and defeated
Stare across kitchen table
Silence…Nothingness
Wordless man rises
Puts on old woolen coat
Slightly tighter from the years
Walks out into bleak winter night
Silence
The empty sound of falling tears.

(Copyright 2000 - All Rights Reserved by David Louis Maini - No reproduction without express permission from the author)

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David Maini at DavidMaini@aol.com