MICHAEL ABREU - POEMS

Michael Abreu is a 29 year old Philadelphia resident. He resides in the Germantown area and takes frequent walks through Wissahickon Valley Park, where he muses about life, love, happiness, and personal growth. These thoughts often find themselves expressed in his poetry, short stories, and creative nonfiction pieces. Through his exploration of writing, he seeks not only an improved mastery of the skill, but also a deeper understanding of himself and the world at large.

​Turbulence

A vast blue sky welcomes me with a smile of brilliant amber gold
Stout steady wings stretch to take hold of the promising wind
Rocky bluffs below thrusts their long and pointed peaks
“The first time will be the hardest,” momma said.
I try to laugh but the air grows much too thin
Fly or fall, there are no other options,
but my eyelids are getting heavy,
and the Sun is tired and fading,
Wind, slips through feathers,
Nothing, to catch me.
Cliffs, welcoming.
Can’t. Seem. to--
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​Fire Alarm

Screeching alarm, chirping birds
another warm day on a stoop;
Power’s out,
lights are off,
we’ve been

disconnected

Helicopter flies overhead, is this t.v.?
The internet? Nah
Much too big,
smells too alive:
wet grass, pink flowers, gas exhaust

The alarm still screeches,
but the birds still chirp;

Messy hair, dirty face, worn shorts, old shirt,
but it’s nice out;

Maybe this isn’t too bad
the disconnection
Sometimes it’s needed
To reconnect
To plug back in
To life

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​Haiku Cycle

Birth
Tulips sprout and bloom
Sunlight flows gently downstream
Bees play with pollen

Death
Trees share sapling dreams
Whispers in the icy breeze
Bear slumbers in peace

Rebirth
Grass breaks through hard ice
Snow seeps into rich brown earth
Insects sprout new wings
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