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Sunday, January 27, 2013

poetry

EMPTY CRADLE I’ve come too far I can’t go back the world doesn’t know me anymore but I am here and must see it through living not for one but two one child dies another fills an empty womb so here I am and I have to see it through Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, January 22, 2013

WHY DO SALMON SWIM UPSTREAM I know the touch of love and the passion of an embrace for I am fire burning embers of life's desire I don't want to feel your sad caresses. I don't want your voice to speak its tears or your embraces hold my fears.. let your heart tell me tomorrow and hold me close when... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, January 20, 2013

A POEM

LETTING GO Slow indolence falling into lethargy lethargy into indifference nailed to existence nailed to the earth I’m slowly giving in Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, January 15, 2013

MESSAGE

“Sundowning” is a medical term to describe increased agitation and confusion towards early evening/late afternoon for those who suffer dementia or Alzheimers. It is now frequently used to describe worsening of symptoms as the day moves towards night, especially, for those suffering from a brain... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, January 14, 2013

Poetry

SUNDOWNING I am geometry in slow motion straight lines and right angles. I move my body with great precision in time and space decisions. but with the falling of the sun Affliction rises from the dark and deep to violate my dignity again. I become a puppet on a broken string floundering in my flawed... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, January 12, 2013

Poetry :in Neapolitan dialect with translations]

Neapolitan [language of my maternal side] FENESTRE Apra ‘e fenestre Vuoglio sentí cantà o mare vuoglio chiangà cu lluna a soja malinconia Apra e fenestre Lassa vení a nnotte fa trasí dinto e stelle Lassa fora a morte STANDARD ITALIAN FINESTRE Apra le finestre voglio sentir’cantare il mare. voglio... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, January 10, 2013

poetry :Spanish-English

Al envejecerse Nunca tenía ilusiones de una vida más que yo la vivía y tarde me ha venido el tiempo de ser más que yo era. inutiles son los llantos engañadoras las esperanzas penosos los suspiros del alma… me enviejo.. pero al fin y al cabo cuando de este mundo me vaya no seré menos que hijo de mi... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, January 5, 2013

POETRY

PLAY MISTY FOR ME In a mist of mushroom gray streams of sweet yellow play their mellow melodies. and I in a sea of poppy red contemplate when I’ll be dead but I’m so stoned it matters not Pass the hookah and the pot. Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, January 4, 2013

poetry

VOL DE NUIT [ title from from novel by St. Exupéry] Je me sens les yeux se fermer lourds comme le plomb crevés creux comme ceux d’un mort qui sourient ces yeux à a moi. e Je me sens l’esprit s’endormir léger timide rendu comme un oiseau perdu dans son vol de nuit cet esprit à moi. NIGHT FLIGHT I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, December 31, 2012

poetry

UNTITLED EPHEMERA Where will I be tomorrow. will you be there to light my way. will I wear a crown of gold sparkling colors bright.. will I know ecstasy when my end comes or will I be disappointed again. Sign in to see full entry.

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