Longo-Geremia

ABOUT MOSAICS A lifetime is a series of events in time each having its beginning and end, death of the self, rebirth of another and as we grow into different stages the more we decline. I am a mosaic of all I have been: different facets of a soul in journey. and when i end it is only then i will... Sign in to see full entry.

BROKEN ENGLISH Chewed up, spit out, bounced from wall to wall, short, timid, tender-hearted little boy. school days; children can be evil and cruel: daemons who follow through the years, I rode my fantasies not to show my tears, but words of hate like poison arrows. when they hit their mark, kill... Sign in to see full entry.

PURPOSE open the door I need to see the world feel the breeze, smell the air. wasted hours, wasted days falling into lost years. we live to give of ourselves to others that is our Reason and our Covenant, the splendor of our humanity and the salvation of our soul. but I have been broken, a machine... Sign in to see full entry.

ABOUT ATTRITION Few kind words were ever spoken and I never understood the beatings: gratuitous fits of anger and mostly location---I was the youngest always in range and I cried not for the pain but for a heart that was breaking. love had boundaries and conditions and for every sin there was an... Sign in to see full entry.

COUNTERFEIT DEMISE The sickness comes upon my spirit and my body reels with pain. every weak moment begins to drain the sparks of fire within I soon feel the Wing èd Creature near now come to claim me. and I despair. and I fear. and I call my mother’s name. Sign in to see full entry.

THE NOW To live in the now makes no sense the now is just another past tense for each second that ends is done and the clock ticks on until all the nows are gone….. Sign in to see full entry.

SIDE BY SIDE I see clearly the beauty of soul of all who have gently come into my heart… and I am already missing you. I break at the thought of the long and so lonely journey ahead without you by my side. and to all I say pray for me. let me hear your voice again. Sign in to see full entry.

ANTICIPATION All that is Flesh in me has been ravaged by time’s deadly touch; my heart suffers the absurdity of the human condition and my mind reels in fear and madness as witness to life’s fateful dissolution. the soul acquiesces to the final disconnect i n feverish anticipation of an orgasmic and... Sign in to see full entry.

MALINCONIA The melodies flow like a magic spell through my veins; my soul languishes to hear them again, a sweet sadness fills me to near dying…. everything is lost and Time has hidden me away into dark places. I mourn the years that Death has taken from me and the music I used to be. Sign in to see full entry.

AFTER THE GARDEN We all strive to find a special place above all others; a unique space that rises above the commonality of the human race and belies mortality; we storm the heavens in conflagration, like fallen angels, and curse the inequity of Creation only to live in constant anguish not to know... Sign in to see full entry.