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hearing steps
of life carried out
gasping one day
they will be no more
times rolls away
my finger fail to
halt it to stillness
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Aug11
Tag Archives: awareness
Mar17
Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep…
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it is right by the side
of the road the Cathedral
In The Pines Cemetery
as if you could just roll
off the side of the road
dead and ready to lay
where there are no fences
but some more noise to
endure or is it a reminder
when the sun hides
at sunset behind red
blood colored clouds
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Mar15
I miei passi – Un volo oltre
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se comprendo
che ripercorri
i miei passi
.
non posso ignorare
il respiro che esce
poco alla volta
.
trattenuto dopo
un tempo buio
separazioni
.
boschi attraversati
sulle ginocchia
per vedere meglio
.
il fondo che non
è mare limpido
cielo capovolto
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Poesia tratta da Un volo oltre, 2013.
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Mar3
Give Shapes To Music
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my favorite occupation
has been that of
listening to silence
to give shapes
to music singing
with my hands
on top of the colors
that lay already there
to tiptoe in-love
slowing down
my responses
to evade darkness
into the beauty held
inside as the harmony
viable all around
.
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Poem from California Notebooks 01
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Feb18
Eyes Wide Open
*
.
we are here
softly abandoned
.
glaring at the shadow of
an airplane on the ground
.
one of those luminous day
where every detail is out
.
for count and thanksgiving
following a time dark as
.
the night upon which we
both struggled with
.
eyes wide open to
no avail in fear
.
.
,
Dec17
Morning
*
I do not comb my hair
messed up by sleep nor
my thoughts tangled
.
I don’t follow others’ words
my dreams hold me down
I stumble among slow steps
.
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Nov13
The Birds Trills
*
just before
I breathed in I was
breathing out
I run to this
place to be with you
you seem aloof
to life or to give
anything out afraid
even to receive
I play with the birds
trills as people rush
home from work
.
.
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This poem is part of the collection California Notebooks 02
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Oct1
My Feelings
*
my feelings this time
don’t want to stay on
paper or even reach it
there’s is a modesty
to them as they rise
from my aging family
I move from pangs
of anxious pain to
serenity as giving
honor to vulnerability
brought forth a new
sweetness to be
savored alone
.
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Aug20
Summer Poems – We Stall
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we stall through August
aside the rare days
when the sky thundered
the wind hissed and shout
and we run up and down
closing windows pulling
shades and lifting chairs
the following steps
were those of picking up
the tender plants uprooted
from the garden the scattered
tomatoes and plums
august with its singing nights
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Jul23
Prayer
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shy me lord
of what sinks me down
as I fall asleep
let peace wrap me up
my thoughts
lighten my worries
remove just
a timid smile to
welcome you
.
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Jul9
True Beauty
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knowledge is not
the intuition of beauty
it doesn’t strike the same
nor sinks deep as a thin root
nourishing the soul as
a dilated pupil widening
to the wonderful
beauty is spontaneous
.
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Apr9
Sleepy Grass
*
pensive hazel eyes
flickering around
the night where
perfumes sail to
the clouds away
from the cracking
tiny sound of bare foot
on sleepy grass
.
.
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This poem is part of the published collection California Notebooks 02
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Feb26
Light
*
approaching the day
with dancing
thoughts
to linger in god’s
presence
light
that stays with me
at night
and in my slumber
.
.
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This poem is part of the published collection California Notebooks 02
.
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Dec11
Poetry Waits
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it’s there you know
poetry waits patiently
for me to return to
our holy silence
to our time alone to
that embrace if I could
never let go always
be poetry myself
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Sep3
Step 1 of 13 Ways Of Writing A Poem
1.
there are times when
a poem you read doesn’t
make any sense where
you suddenly realize how
nice it is to be lost
.
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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
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