Longo-Geremia

Fields of lavender blue Every morning in June I walked alone down a dirt road from Villeneuve to Avignon surrounded by lavender fields green and blue the morning dew was alive still until Sahara winds carried a Mistral on desert wings under an unforgiving summer sun I heard the waters flow of an... Sign in to see full entry.

This Void I have lost my ground floating in a void a future broken hopes betrayed no wings of faith to fly me to illusion no whispers of love to warm a heart grown cold the fall is near I dread my own immortality and I fear in a place hidden deep but I am of the human kind put in ths place blind to... Sign in to see full entry.

[Episode of parkinsons as I know it ] THE BIG BANG It came into my night for days I had suspected found me in dreams delight where I was hiding I felt the poison green stream into my spine back of my brain to the rest of me my body edged on vomitng from marrow to sinew the nature of its being and I... Sign in to see full entry.

THE STORM I feel an approaching storm dark very near and I fear its coming...unlike any other I have known in all my years no unlike any other it seeks me out will hunt me down there is no place to hide or run no one can save me now I feel an approaching storm a deadly one different from all the... Sign in to see full entry.

Seekers Searching for an absolute a truth beyond what my mind can measure and my heart tells I stumble and fall into the irony of a cosmic hell and time moves on... beyond all knowing is the why of my beginning and the horror of an end I am degeneration and decay an insignificant magnificence of... Sign in to see full entry.

LEAD BALLOON slipping and sliding tipping and gliding side to side foreward or back to a fall down like a lead ballon I flow using my ass as a pillow movements erratic painful robotic slightly neurotic down like a lead balloon I flow handsome and hunky dignified and funky will stronger than strongl... Sign in to see full entry.

THE VILLAGE WOMAN [ Calabria, Italy 1917] rhinestones and sequence sparkle dull o n a black dress faded by time black is the lace that covers her head black stockings ripped and torn fall low to black slippers scratched and worn the smell of rose water pungent and stale dances in the morning air... Sign in to see full entry.

ROSA GIOVANNA "The Rose" I was a rose to no one a flower plain and ordinary but stronger than the others alone in a garden of rocks and stone mamma used to say I married a man of an unknown someone a man so handsome and cruel I never knew why I was the chosen one a flower plain and ordinary among... Sign in to see full entry.

On Horse's Hooves I woke to see the sun rise blood red on the Kush mountain tops I walked the muddy water'sedge of Uttar Pradesh my seed was carried on horses’ hooves striking fury's fire from the place where Sun seeks Day to new horizons blue on fields of green and gold play I am a soul sixty... Sign in to see full entry.

Fear no Evil I never asked you in never called your name but you came crashing through like jackals on the feed you smelled the blood of need my pain is your happiness my fear your ecstasy and as my spirit wanes you dance and twirl in a godless world. and at heaven's gate you wait in vain for you... Sign in to see full entry.