Saturday, March 8, 2008
Poetry
THAT CERTAIN LOOK OF MADNESS [A true but sad memory ] Blue-green eyes bright and clear Skin pale and fair. A black ribbon in her silky white hair. A magical beauty for her years. I was nine or ten When I saw her that day walking aimlessly. A curious confusion was her smile. But those blue-green eyes...
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Poetry
Scenes left on the cutting-room floor Scenes of a lifetime played over again. Rare moments I never saw before Now are emotions present and raw. Never knew that happened and how I remember them now. Scenes left on the cutting floor Not just memories So much more.
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Poetry
My Grandmother’s Garden {as I remembered it at five } Rosemary, Oregano, Parsley and Thyme Four fig trees standing in a line. One Mulberry and two Crabapple trees. Five Rose of Sharon guarded by bees. A row of hydrangea blue, rose and pink Small herb garden in an old kitchen sink, Lettuce and...
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Friday, March 7, 2008
Poetry
MORE THAN JUST A MEMORY Strange. Lately I seem to hear Lilting melodies of yesteryear. Dreams that linger in the air. Of time lost and found again. More than just a memory of what used to be. So many years gone by. But songs that whisper in my ear The twilight of my own day Dancing this way….
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Thursday, March 6, 2008
Poetry
TANGO ¡Paso! * ¡Uno. Dos. Tres. Párate * Cuatro! Straight lines and right angles. Passion and delight gliding Across the room. Mannequins with a soul None like I've seen before. Holding each other tight. Tight as they can Two as one One of two. A stare to nowhere. Frozen faces in a Greek tragedy.. A...
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Poetry
Suspiros en el viento Recuerdos penosos Encerrados en rincones Oscuros Surgen en mí. Momentos repentinos e inesperados Fántomas aladadas buscando las alajas De mi felicidad.. Por qué me ha dado el destino Este camino? Por qué se me pasa así? Al fin y al cabo No importa a mi nada, Todo es susipiro en...
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Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Poetry
English “interpretation” of SOSPIRI NEL VENTO [SIGHS IN THE WIND] Sighs that fade in the wind. Everything goes the way Of sighs that fade in the wind, Meanngless moments and Time wasted on useless things, Words of love and ecstasy, Silent cries of anguish. and pain A dying breath One more look back...
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Poetry
SOSPIRI NEL VENTO [Italian] Sospiri nel vento. Tutto se ne va Così. Momenti guastati In cose inuili Parole silenti di angocia. L’ultimo sospiro Sguardo indietro. Tutti ce ne andiamo Così.
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Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Poetry
PICTURES ON THE WALL What good can a picture be. Just a memory Fixed in time. A smile, a face, a special place. What good is it to share With someone no longer there. No hugs No kisses No warm embrace. No one to hold me in their heart No one to care. You are only pictures on the wall. Shadows of...
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Poetry
WITCHES BREW A DIVINE COMEDY “And an eye of newt…." Now Listen to the lyrics of my song And Hear well to the Powers of Hell What I shall tell. “Boil, boil Toil and Trouble For That is what you shall be. Pain and sorrow Love and Hate Knowing, yet knowing not. This shall be your lot Today, tomorrow...
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