Longo-Geremia

ESCAPE Fire in their eyes Steeds Dark as darkest night Free and bold No reins to hold Them back Palpitating panting strides In flame Electricity piecing through My brain Shocks of waves Red and blue Hooves striking stars On the attack Across the universe They steal me far away And Willingly I go As... Sign in to see full entry.

JUST THE SILENCE AND ME I sit in the stillness Of the early morning hours A little after three Wrapped tightly In a knit-wool blanket Ma made for me Before she passed away. I fade deep Into my leather easy chair Curled Against the morning chill No daylight cares No sad memories No fears Of what is... Sign in to see full entry.

THROUGH A PRISM.... Through a prism my thoughts flow Dancing colors of a rainbow. Imagination Hope Fantasy Carry me to places I long to be. Refracted lights of selected memory Daytime dreams And hopeless wishes Hypnotize. Lost in a silent stare I live reality of a different kind Kinder than the one... Sign in to see full entry.

OUT OF EGYPT [In Memoriam for Mohammed Omar] Saharah’s winds softly blow Through the narrow streets of Cairo. The blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea Whisper gently on Egypt’s shore. Now A strange shadow falls Over garden roofs and orange groves. Out of Egypt you did come Some One and thirty years... Sign in to see full entry.

THERE ARE STRANGER THINGS IN THIS WORLD, MY DEAR HORATIO… Suddenly Out of a dark corner Into your light Someone may appear From a thousand miles away To say “”Good-bye.” Or you may hear a voice call your name At twilight. A mystery Only few can see. Strange and holy happenings. Life in Death A... Sign in to see full entry.

THE DAY PAPA DIED It was a hot and humid day Just like it is today The day papa died. He called me from L.A. Early in the morning To say hello He was fine Missed and loved us all. I think he knew. I did too. Papa had called me many times before Through the years When he was at death’s door Asked... Sign in to see full entry.

Devil on the rampage {Old tale told to me by my grandmother: Domanico, Cosenza, sometime during The Great War] I heard the wind cold Scream furiously against the window Pane. From the mountains the wolves came Scratching at each locked door. A woman *sick and old You see Was dying in the village... Sign in to see full entry.

THE ARTIST To my sister Fantastic journeys rushing To places unknown. Shocks of color, Lightening forms. What is it that she knows That we don’t know Bringing us to realms Of beauty And Insanity. Magic and Imagination\ The holy litany of geometry. Reality in abstraction. Lyrics of her soul. Her... Sign in to see full entry.

ITALIANS Celtic North. Latin South Dark and brooding Moorish eyes Gypsy magic and mystery Nordic gold and snow Sweeping down the Apennines. Turkish Venice Norman Sicily Greek statues And Phoenician ships Waves from Eastern plains. Sannites, Volsci Pre-Roman tribes Still alive In me. We are singular.... Sign in to see full entry.

ANGELINA {Calabria, Italy 1938] The morning mist Began to slowly lift Sweet basil thick in the air As she made her way Like every other day Alone Down the narrow village streets of stone. Old dress black and torn Black lace on hair of white Black stockings falling below her knees Black leather... Sign in to see full entry.