Peu Verset by Dah Helmer

Peu Verset Collection by Dah Helmer

Peu Verset by Dave Seth Smith


When, suddenly, we shift
to the metamorphosis
of death

how sudden will we understand
this truth,
that there is no up there
or down there


© 2019 Dah Helmer


Eternity’s Neverland, Death,
one of those rides

into the invisible, another
storytelling moment.

Each one exact, or consumed,
as if, almost,

to be grasped.

©2019 Dah Hemler



Space, somewhere in ruins,
is the very place
of death. Everything is
spherical, like earth is
the very place of bones,

and for what purpose?


©2019 Dah Helmer



The darkness we fear
it belongs to us,
the abyss, too,
is aligned with our terminus.

We know this and we lie
to ourselves about what is
and what isn’t. Born from it
we are skilled at dying.


© 2019 Dah Helmer

Bony Body

Somewhere, deep, into
the future,
or too late in time

we will say, I was
unlike any god,

I was human
I was earth.

Now, this bony body

in dirt, buried, in stillness,
knows nothing.

Do we understand?


© 2019 Dah Helmer




Death, indefinable autocrat:
to dust the universe
with our remains / all of us,

In the beginning
all of us
from seeds
to womb, to breath,

heading for
the same cutoff.


©2019 Dah Helmer



At this moment
my feelings,
inside and outside,

About this earth:
to say, it is crumbling
to say, it is clearly broken

Once, there was earth
as two syllables: Eden

On our knees, begging,
we should be begging
for redemption,

but to whom do we beg?



© 2019 Dah Helmer


This winter slate, ice
cold air hunting down

birds in snow, in rain
in death
broken bones
like cracked hieroglyphs
splintered and bug-eaten


© 2019 Dah Helmer




Dah’s seventh poetry collection is Something Else’s Thoughts (Transcendent Zero Press) and his poems have been published by editors from the US, UK, Ireland, Canada, Spain, Singapore, Poland, Philippines, Australia, Africa, and India. He is a Pushcart Prize and Best Of The Net nominee and the lead editor for the poetry critique group, The Lounge. Dah lives in Berkeley, California where he teaches yoga to children in public and private schools while working on the manuscript for his eighth poetry collection.


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