Tag Archives: freedom

Dedicated To Generation Female

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lead me my heart

where I am welcomed

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with joy and gratitude

hold me there with laughter

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pin me with sweet thoughts

of greatness so that I may

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shine forever not lamenting

nor lacking lead me

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to my own

independence

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The poem, written in August, I dedicate to all the people participating to the Generation Female Global Summit where I will be one of the speakers! I hope to see you there, tomorrow, where you can ask me questions or hear my story, it would be lovely. Please click here to enroll.

California Notebooks – Freedom

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I realize we
do not need more
cosmic abstractions

nor painful flights
to the Himalayas tip
for the misty fog

that sometimes
surrounds us in
a cage of boredom

to wane at the sound
of us being liberated
as we simply focus

on what we know
now that we didn’t
know last week

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The Route Of The Skies

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I remember well

the route of the skies

I may be on clouds

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I may not need

to tread on soiled

divorced paths

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the air is thin above

and the view is fine

I wish my wings back

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This poem written in 2013 was published here on 22 January 2014 https://annamosca.com/2014/01/22/california-notebooks-dec-2013-4/ and is now part of the Collection “Silent”.

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Desert Life

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from among the metal bars
escape the road runners
from the golf fields

I shall follow the other band
of elderly retired – those
who drive further into

the desert to sit time
at hand to watch the
migratory birds being

stopped by no borders

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Not Rosaries Nor Missals – Behind Bars – July 2014

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each day I forged
a mantra to change
ordinary life into bad

it was freedom
I searched for the most
while sinking behind bars

the harder my heart
the farther the key
the darker the vision
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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started last year on July 2013.

The other poems of the collections can be found and read using the search window.

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The London Hours, 2012

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we are not in the race

how do others run

so persistently we

recognize each other by

a few comments

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doomed to freedom

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handicapped by too many falls

we are pros not amateurs

the intended and the unintentional

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no one is as beautiful as we are

unique almost original

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