Tag Archives: Poetry

The Birds Trills

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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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My Feelings

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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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Inedita – Bellezza

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Sunday’s posts are dedicated to Italian Poetry

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manco

nel narrare la bellezza

un attributo divino

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le parole allineate come perle

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pronte per essere collana

e io che non trovo

il filo

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If you wish to read the English Version click here.

Sì, la domeninca le poesie saranno in italiano!

Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.

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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Summer Poems – Mirrors

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summer comes
with invisible mirrors
on which each one stares
poses and eventually
struts away

indifferent are the spaces

on which people pause
I look up at the abundance
of details I look at them
and turn my eyes to
the parching fields

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Summer Poems – The Dog

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she huffs and puts her face
down lined up with the concrete
patiently waiting for me

to remember to feed her
as I read and write and forget

the cat comes protesting
instead loud and demanding
until I get up to feed them both

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