Longo-Geremia

ABOUT CURSES: 1882, Calabrian hills She bore her breasts untouched by love’s caress or infant’s kiss to the winter moon pale and full demon clouds riding a cold north wind passing through. In unholy Gregorian she murmured times three and three more an incantation upon each generation of the House of... Sign in to see full entry.

EAGLES DANCING I saw the eagles fly a dance of two across the vast in blue wings in tandem determination suddenly one was pulled away into a cloud darkly grey by an unknown d etermination I saw an eagle fly a dance of one alone across a lonely sky with singular determination.. Sign in to see full entry.

FEELINGS I feel like a strawberry shake left out in the rain too watered down to shake anymore for anyone. I feel like a warm glass of beer left in the sun flat like sudsy piss. I feel like a Nathan’s frank on a stale bun too much mustard overdone. I feel like a honey bee with stripes that run... Sign in to see full entry.

MOVING TARGET My mind races at the speed of light my body can’t keep up. I’m left behind. I push the day in a heavy mist of grey of Pain’s slow. I do and I go I run but the terror like sudden electric white kills as it strikes.. Sign in to see full entry.

WHERE DID HOUDINI GO? I feel the anguish of a body, mind and heart crashing into atoms and neurons to become one with the earth I walk upon. I am more than I seem. how can the “ me” I know no longer be. and if there is a “soul” hidden in me it lives in fear of immortality. Sign in to see full entry.

CONFITEOR [I CONFESS] i I have never been mean or cruel and always lived the Golden Rule but I know my sins at least most of them and a deeper part of me suffers in the knowing ii My words are sharp blood on steel weaponery to save honor and dignity in a hell others inflict on me iii faith has... Sign in to see full entry.

1 John 2:11 But whoever hates his brother is in the darkness and walks in the darkness, and does not know where he is going, because the darkness has blinded his eyes REFLECTIONS OF ANGER On wings of fire I fall into the darkness like an angel of light pulled into the abyss by a darkened soul. And... Sign in to see full entry.

ONLY IN FAIR WEATHER I am a parallel line crashing into oblivion not intersecting not connecting any longer. the days linger past their due and I count the years in minutes. Where are you friends and lovers. When did I die in you. Sign in to see full entry.

Summer 1947 [Grandma Longo:1874-1947] She walked in slow motion with the soft summer breeze black cotton dress swaying past her knees strands of white and yellow hair floating gently in the air the ponies had come that day grandma was blind I took her by the hand and she showed me the way. Sign in to see full entry.

REFLECTIONS As night threw shadows on day Narcisse made his way under pale moonlight to mirrored waters clear where he wondered at the nature unknown of his own image reflected. This strange fascination stole his years and took his soul into waters still and deep to seek what we all seek not in Self... Sign in to see full entry.