close to us.
Life entices us with their messages, clinging
to our minds with relish.
Imagination captures our souls, fills them with
our favorites in life, treating us to splendid
beauty and finesse.
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Filing memories inside my mind, capturing their essences in quick thoughts seen in pictures and placed on screens so I may see what I’m writing.
Taking it all in stride, I prepare more poetry before I finally die.Steady motion and rhythm get hold of me and automatic writing flows through – unblocked by anything or anyone.
Charting programs of destiny in books of fate,
Charging them with ions of proclivity towards endingsin praise of God.
Following lines of demarcation, penetrating mires of unspoken riddles
Collecting approvals within, hoping to have some semblance ofcohesiveness and settling spontaneously in rhythms of togetherness, spinning tales of woe, relating them in poems of bereavement.Totaling life’s suffering and beauty of teardrops always fallingwithin each of us in our daily lives.Regrets and recriminations abound in memory, but when we breathe ourlast breath on earth we…
Staring into future reflections, seeing generations of family standing on shores of life beyond us.
Being human, grieving totally inside, our hearts are emptied as we continue our daily lives alone in thought.Uncle Nunzio, once again with his family, happy to be together, now enjoying his after-life existence without us.Missing him very much, he was my closest uncle through the years, because he was like an older brother to me.When…
Cages holding back myriads of tentacles trying to grasp
Brick-like order lying in patterns – acknowledging thefact that life is in front of and before you.No paths to see or follow – each person must design his own.Each one is responsible for their own tomorrow.
Landscapes of my mind travel wherever I go, taking me on rides and journeys of the soul.
Always stranded in time, noticing every minute exposed to my mind’s timetable of ideas and thoughts.