BIO
German Dario resides in Tempe, Arizona with his wife, two sons, two dogs and sometimes a fish. He lives his life as a poet masquerading as an engineer. At war with this puzzle called life, he builds, time erodes but poetry is life giving. Recently published in the Blue Collar Review, The Friday Influence, Right Hand Pointing, The New Verse News, and The American Journal of Poetry.
venerable loss
what is war anyhow
the aging couple
dines out
always asks
table
for four please
not for arthritis
kids bedrooms
never converted
to office or crafts
room
flagged triangles
hang
on living room walls
occasionally visited
by a fly or a moth
apathy gathers dust
dreams of
grandchildren
long faded
thin smoke
metal at attention
medals not worn
leaves turn colors
just the same
anywhere in the world
flags
when you have wings
you carry borders
in your pockets
little
marbles
one
I call frontera
with its cielo
oro
and sangre
with its doves
sky
and always
blood
red swirls
limbs in limbo
eyes fixed on horizon
sails taut
with the winds
resolve
ancestors left
crumb ruins
some left
campbell's soup cans
mine leave
thirst
bones of loved ones
and shreds of clothes
caught on the
creosote
hourglass
the sky
bearing
it's children
while the ground
collects
it's dead