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DREAM DANCE I held her body frail in my arms and whispered softly through a black veil... “ Don’t worry, mom, I will dance you to the other side.” the music began to play as we twirled around the room. she smiled and lay her head close to mine in the light of a dark moon. she looked up and “thank... Sign in to see full entry.

ON LETHE'S SHORE [alzheimer's] Before they cross the river Styx they drink of Lethe’s waters clear to forget what remembering is. it was from a distant shore I saw you linger there and when you took of the magic you turned and looked but didn't see me anymore Sign in to see full entry.

1944 Where are the winter snows the Christmas trees with silver tears color lights that glow under golden angel hair the scent of pine lingering in the air and cold crisp nights around the radio who stole my years. I want to know and where did the old folks go. where are the winter snows the wreath... Sign in to see full entry.

IN THIS WAR There is no honor in this war no valor. no medals to be won. and if we fight we fight from fear courage is the mask we wear. we struggle when all dignity is gone and cling to the earth to hold on dying is the legacy of all things living and we walk through time dreaming puppets on broken... Sign in to see full entry.

TWO POEMS UPDATED AND JOINED APOCALYPSE: PARTS 1 AND 2 AFFLICTION The raging battles reached villages and towns and so we ran across meadows of grain once dense and high now blackened by rains of fire. suddenly I felt a bullet in my spine and could taste the metal as the poison reached my brain... Sign in to see full entry.

ON EAGLE'S WINGS Once I was made of steel my voice was strong my spirit bold my visions clear. I soared blue skies on eagle’s wings seeking worlds unknown to imagination my songs were the power of creation my death and my resurrection I send my soul across the seas on streams of melodies in minor... Sign in to see full entry.

LIKE MADMEN, SEERS AND FOOLS Riding waves electric like bolts of lghtening striking deep inside my brain I touch upon my own madness perceptions sharp and clear dark knowings and understsndings too painful for my mind to bear my voice to speak my thoughts and senses carry me deeper into seeing and... Sign in to see full entry.

PAST THE GARDEN GATE pappa called me from L.A. one day late July it was 3A.M. pacific time it was 4 A.M. when he died mamma passed one winter day I was by her side she kissed my hand to say good-bye my mind cannot understand beyond what it can measure time has stolen the years and I count my moments... Sign in to see full entry.

DAY’S END The minutes are heavy and long and I begin to fall into those dark places where there is no dreaming. The wars go on. I am losing to inevitability. all the walls are tumbling down and my spirit is beginning to break. my soul kneels to disbelief. my reason seeks the bliss of madness. my... Sign in to see full entry.

you all give me back my spirit and a wll that has been broken many times lately. my poetry is the only way I know to lesve something truly me behid. love to you all, I know yu all by name, and in Christ's name wish you His blessings, Joe LongoGeremia Sign in to see full entry.