Longo-Geremia

INTERNECENE WARS I woke to a heavy mist a blanket dark and dank covering the earth where I lay that night. the stench of death stained the air reaching cities far and near. I lifted myself from the ground. looked around to see who was left besides me. suddenly an icy cold passed through my soul... Sign in to see full entry.

FORSAKEN Nothing is forever for anyone. the days pass us quickly by as moments die into old photographs. Lovers love until they love no more. friendships fade into yesterdays and the dreams we dream are by God and Man forsaken. Sign in to see full entry.

IN A QUIET PLACE [this poem is not about BLOGIT.Am taking a negative from another site and makng "poetry" ot of it ] I took the words that tell my thoughts and fears locked them with a key in a quiet place where no one will see them again. I’ve opened up my heart bore my soul to set my spirit free... Sign in to see full entry.

WINTER CHILLS The sky was frozen sapphire still and the sunlight pierced through a sudden winter chill. the days are getting colder the Palm trees will not dance tonight In warm southern breezes I turn my lights to dim, sit in my easy chair and for a moment stare into memories hidden somewhere in my... Sign in to see full entry.

DISCONNECT [inspired by the works of St. Exupéry and Sartre: VOL DE NUIT and LA PESTE] And I wonder why love dies for some and lasts forever for another one And I think where did all the friendships go promises of unconditional “ever to be.” why cruelty and revenge when they end. There are no true... Sign in to see full entry.

MAY and DECEMBER I waited for your call. It never came, It was 2:00 A.M. No doorbell rang. My heart began to sink again. Every time you walked through the door and I saw you standing there I thought my soul would never bear the ecstasy When you ran your fingers through my hair the softness of your... Sign in to see full entry.

SALT AND SUGAR DAYS Where are the salt and sugar days the days of chocolate bars and ice-cream cake potato chips and onion dip Italian bread,cannoli, deep dish apple pie Macdonald’s quarter pounder with French fries High cholesterol, palpitations swollen legs and swollen feet constipation that lasts... Sign in to see full entry.

METAMORPHOSIS INTO BUTTERFLY No passion did your kisses tell the caresses I loved so much fell languid in their touch and when your eyes looked to mine You saw another’s Shattered dreams of forever A broken heart that can never See the world as it used to be. Something in me has been taken Never to... Sign in to see full entry.

FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL AND OTHER THINGS: September 1948, Bronx, New York It must have been late September. It was getting cold. I knew Thanksgiving was the next holiday, and grandma hadn’t even begun the home made cavatelli. I was the one who rolled the cut pieces of dough on an old wood washboard. So,... Sign in to see full entry.

FRENCH Je sens en moi une certaine finalité une chose que je ne saurais t’expliquer. Et comme un cercle de prières sacrées la chaîne se romp à la dernière. ainsi une feuille qui en automne faillit. ainsi les années de ma vie. Et puis tout se recommence de nouveau cette litanie pour une âme qui... Sign in to see full entry.