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immobilized I thrive
I have certainties
I never thought of
I feel put and safe
as I lost much of me
.
.
Apr23
Safe
Tag Archives: awareness
Mar19
The Forever Land
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in the forever land
where we land with no bones
nor clothes there
is it forever night
or forever day
.
can we hope for
a tomorrow where there is no
sunrise or sundown
or we being everywhere
will be forever
.
or we being forever now
can expect to be
everywhere blinded
to the light or
to the darkness
.
Jan16
Frozen Are My Lips
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frozen are my lips
in a January twilight’s
one of many still ones
silent and clear
as crystal drops
suspended all around
are the words of
the poem dancing
around my head
waiting to be seen
heard and repeated
from the heart frozen
are my fingertips
as poetry melts my
life of many pages
.
.
Jan2
January Morning
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out of the dark gray morning
the turtle dove calls
.
same song she plays
on all seasons to call me
.
out of sleep into the awakened
daily life the tiresome day life
.
holding a couple of songs
such as hers
to keep me standing
.
Oct24
Effervescence
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there’s effervescence in
me or could it be around me
the energy that charges
the opening of revelations
.
help me open that door
like a gentle hand that knows
relieve the pain that flattens
me into an ordinary person
.
Sep19
Stillness
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I sit quietly to open this treasure
stillness the key to translate
silence my new language
.
.
Sep12
Noticing
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it takes some time
to still my thoughts
to rid my eyes of this
perpetual blindness
.
to notice the greenery
around my bench
.
to come alive truly
by noticing the little
masterpieces laid
out there for me
.
Aug22
The Flow
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I could not wake up
in spite of the cat’s wails
of the alarm’s screams
.
until my eyes caught
.
beautiful figures of light
reaching out to me
life continues as I join in
.
Jul25
Escape To Healing
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the green light I wish to drink
that magic that hangs around
the tree’s leaves in summer
seen from the shade bathes me
into newness into liveliness
.
Jun20
My Creed
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my creed is this
got to make life a nest
while it last as
I grow my wings to
leave it soaring
fending the air upward
.
.
May9
All The Seeds
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he sleeps next to me
as sleep avoids me
.
I try to rest one piece
at a time breath after breath
.
he knows best as the moon
rises late behind the roofs
.
me I can’t wait for the sun
to shine on all the seeds
.
I planted in me
and in the dirt
.
Mar28
Ancestors
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they don’t tire me
the dead
as the living do
.
Mar26
Prima Vera Domenica
Sunday’ posts are dedicated to Italian Poetry. Tuesdays’ poems will be in English, as always.
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a noi non resta
memoria della neve
del suo cadere silenziosa
del suo coprire e calmare
del suo sciogliersi nutrendo
.
a noi resta
la terra dura dell’inverno
di una siccità sgradita
che porta ad una rigidità
non fertile al fuoco estivo
.
a noi che non badiamo
e nulla ascoltiamo noi
.
.
Mar14
Breathing
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it’s the stall that
makes me nervous
the space between
branches that
.
makes me breath
.
the silent wake up
calls before the
birds sing that
has me pray
.
Mar7
Transition
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wider are the eyes
as a larger window
neat is the view
I do not feel the acute
angles as I know
I make a difference
.
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annamosca 