Longo-Geremia

CATCHER OF DREAMS [THE POET] Words of rich articulation Flowing gently from Spirit’s core The mesmerizing magic of A metaphor The Soul speaks its dreams And The Mind seeks sublimity In the quiet it sings Singular creation Of Reality’s illusions Other worlds to see Other hearts of a kind To seek... Sign in to see full entry.

DIRECTIONS Sharp turns and cutting edges Through Life’s fire A heart bleeds for divine protection A soul burns in hell’s desire And affection Voices dying in holy litany Hollow echoes in return Pleasure and pain Ecstasy and mortification Of Flesh and Senses All the same Different directions Sin and... Sign in to see full entry.

MIDNIGHT BLUE Silence speaks a different tongue Tells what words can never say No spoken litany To feed the flame of reality. I live Quiet acquiescence In the sublimity of forced innocence And Ignorance pretended. Stunned by truth and absolutes I twirl in fantasy Far from the madness of My world.... Sign in to see full entry.

I’m no mystic Or It must be the gypsy in me I am no mystic Soothsayer Seer I chant no unholy Litany No crystal ball is mine No Tarot cards To tell The reality in front of me Yet There are times My mind seeks to sleep in fantasy And Hide from the devil at my heels And yes My senses reel Occasionally... Sign in to see full entry.

BROKEN Nothing is so broken Dear friend In this Godless world That living n each heartbeat Cannot fix Cannot mend Somehow Some way We all fight ghosts and demons That carry us away To places dark and deep A shattered mind A body turned to stone A spirit lost and blind A soul forsaken. Yet We endure... Sign in to see full entry.

KEEPER OF THE FLAME II In the corner of this tiny space I placed a box of photographs Some old Some new Name and year carefully Written as best I could Of each immortal soul Smiling to a world Now gone. Old passports Birth and Death Certificates Birthday cards Christmas cards Cards that said I am... Sign in to see full entry.

IN SILENCE NAMED I feel the chill Of a coming Winter storm My Spirit falters at each step I take My Soul In silence named Does not speak a nymore Time suddenly Has caught me in medias res No place to hide No choices made No road to follow I’ve missed something on the way Lost in “things” of every... Sign in to see full entry.

Crown of Thorns I had many stories to tell Thoughts rushing through my mind Images and visions All put into rhyme Sharing myself with others Of a kind Waiting for Godot To answer my call Hungry to know The wherefore and why But then I began to fall Into silent disillusion A crown of thorns This... Sign in to see full entry.

On Butterfly Wings I send my soul this sacred thing in body wandering on butterfly wings flying to horizons far to sing in openness and innocence melodies strident and sweet lyrics of my singular humanness surprised by existence stunned by my own dying but I no longer sing as before my Spirit cold... Sign in to see full entry.

UNTITLED I am approaching something something that will happen to me and I wlll not be the same but something simlar to who I am a change of entity and when separation comes I fear I will roam aimlessly lost among the stars no one left to pray for me and somehow I know there is no place to hide no... Sign in to see full entry.