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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
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Jul25
Tag Archives: inspiration
Jul5
Eldorado, at last!
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today the winds
in the valley are
high and strong
against the palm
trees fighting them
with a loud fuss
the mountains
fade away behind
a curtain of dust
lifted in the air
in front of them
gold swirling
souvenirs of
the Eldorado
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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Jun27
The Lonely Trees
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wind tending
the lonely trees
too tall to reach
a few visits here
and there are clouds
birds the music
played by the wind
kissed by the sun
caressed by rain they
get more attention
– without moving –
some of us do
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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Jun20
Waiting
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call on waiting
same old jingles
repeating as I
come to realize
the blessing of
waiting not able
to do anything else
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Jun6
Lighter Than Daylight
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let’s not forget
the improvised song
falling from above when
you stop to meditate
wings flapping
nervously sounding
almost metallic
that clear it seems
lighter than
daylight
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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May24
Dancing Thoughts
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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 newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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May3
New Landscapes
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I left the valley
green and humid
where wind was but
a rare guest for
the coast to be blown
away by crosswinds
sunlight and waves running
around with my wet suit
catching waves long
trips to the unknown
marine depths now I find
myself in the desert away
from things experienced
before synced in with my
passion for the new
landscapes of the spirit
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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Apr18
The Tenderness Of The Sky
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it’s the tenderness
of the sky
laying his shroud
over me
in the morning that
opens my eyes
to gratitude
glimpses of love
peeking through
as little drops left
after the rain
on the heads
of grass blades
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks Vol. 02
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Apr11
The Sound Of Listening
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the sound of listening
intense in the desert
morning rising to beauty
sitting in the sun
waiting for silence
to fill me from within
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Mar28
Now I Lay Me Down…
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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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Mar14
A Secluded Place
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silence i miss
and a shaved head
a secluded
place and a bit of light
into this
confusing night
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Mar7
The Next Silence
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I gather my thoughts
bending a little
away from the wind
that clears skies
from darkness of clouds
the air is gold
colored tiny speckles
dancing away a tip
a tap one tip more
fingers tapping with
closed eyes
a dance suspended
draw me closer
to your rhythm before
the next silence
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Feb25
California Notebooks Vol. 02 – eBook (EN/ITA)
Happy News! California Notebooks vol.02 is now available on Amazon in the e-book vrs. “The poetic desert trip continues toward unusual places and new destinations… Poetry is the magic bus that takes us to beauty, to the invisible geography of the spirit.” The volume is compiled of 100 poems in bilingual format (EN/ITA). Cost $ 8.99
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Buone Nuove! Il secondo volume dei California Notebooks (Quaderni Californiani) è ora disponibile nel formato e-book. “Continua il viaggio poetico verso luoghi inusuali e nuove tappe… La poesia è l’omnibus che ci porta alla bellezza, all’invisibile, una geografia dello spirito.” Il volume comprende 100 poesie in formato bilingue (ING/ITA) e costa 5.99 euro.
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Have a nice weekend! Che sia un buon fine settimana! Anna
Feb23
Thirteen Ways Of Looking At a Poem – 13
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while I learn to move my ears
in the air to grasp whispers
poetry explains itself
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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
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Feb22
Thirteen Ways Of Looking At a Poem – 12
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clouds have covered the whole
day slowing down my rhythm
I walk as barefoot on carpet
placing words carefully
dozing off a bit hanging
poetic moments behind my eyes
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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
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