Longo-Geremia

CIRCOLI Sento un fine presso me. non so' spiegare te. come un circolo di preghiere si smette la cattena all'ultima. così le foglie dall’ albero e gli anni della vita. poi si rincommincia tutta per l'anima nel buio smarrita... CIRCLES I feel an end near. not easy to tell what it is I fear. like a... Sign in to see full entry.

ASYMMETRIC MODULATION I step through the day in asymmetric modulation careful to keep a steady pace as I move in slow motion in a small and crowded space There is a grace and a poetry In my affliction as I slowly make my way to day's end with a sense of dignity and quiet acquiescence steady rhythm... Sign in to see full entry.

HOW TO KILL A WEREWOLF A silver bullet will do they say to kill a werewolf or two. A wooden stake is a must I'm told to see a vampire bite the dust Garlic and burning sage an eye of newt in a witch’s brew a crucifix holy water sprinkled on an incantation a flash of sunlight… Ways to keep at bay... Sign in to see full entry.

SPEAKING IN TONGUES Silence has its own voice whispers behind rhyme and verse a truth deeper still beyond what words convey. the mind cannot understand what it cannot measure the heart is far to reason the tragedy of its ending. the soul is afraid to tell iis fears and hopes but from the deep of its... Sign in to see full entry.

THE GOLDEN DOOR From sunlit shores across gray seas like Alice into the Looking Glass through a Golden Door we passed with dreams of better days Fools with foolish ways clowns and buffoons of sentimentality were we to hearts who would never know or see souls that in passion’s fire glow we love our... Sign in to see full entry.

AS I REMEMBER In Memoriam There were moments clear painful for you to bear not easy for me to see when reason broke through your madness and you knew what hell must be. You began to fall deeper still Into a darkness filled with fear and confusion blind to the light of sanity denied God’s grace and... Sign in to see full entry.

HAUNTINGS- From the corner of my eye I saw a shadow passing by. In the darkness of the hall I heard someone call my name. no one I knew. it was the haunting game Incense and holy water candles and white witch’s spells Latin prayers in litany Kaddish with ten blessèd be the Holy Trinity. set a lost... Sign in to see full entry.

OUIJA my heart sinks in fear for your immortal soul true child of Eve you seek the Serpent's kiss and now know what madness is. the foolish games we humans play to find a way to storm through heaven's gate and when by your magic demons you release you pay the Serpent’s price never knowing peace... Sign in to see full entry.

TIP OF THE ICEBERG I am just a maker of verse. I speak my heart in rhyme and my soul cowers behind metaphor and fantasy. I am the content of my theme not death, affliction or melancholy and if you look closely you will see me hiding behind my lines. I am more than what seems. I have my hopes and... Sign in to see full entry.

WANDERING GYPSY SOUL the fires begin to burn cold in this wandering gypsy soul of mine. colors once sharp and bright now.glow dim in daylight and a winter’s chill has taken hold of me. I am getting old. No reading palms or tarot cards no crystsl ball will tell what is not for our knowing. and so... Sign in to see full entry.