Love the red, like blood
The wine,
Not the favorite of thinkers.
Yet, no matter where you be
Climate and changes permitting
Wine, red blood, of Ancient drinkers
Forms part of our History.
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As the bird does the Summer Sky,With wings so full of loving blue,With song of love forever true.If our paths would have crossed,How easy it would have been,Just you and I,Romantic devotion,Don’t even ask me whyFor you cannot measure,This deepest treasureAnd emotion.If we would have been together,Life would have ever smiled,Why is it that we…
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That you must revisit and reliveA film that with you stayed,Because it said so much to youWas also, so well made!
The price of Evil
In lives and moral scarsBut evil men keepSpreading ItIn countless ways,Not caring who it mars.Inhuman insanity,Hurting humanityEvil travels near and far,Unbelievable!What enjoyment can there beIn such destructive hate,With cruelty and deathAs their only mate.
Some find that reading,
A perfect way,Of losing timeFor nothing of materialWealthCan Poetry provide.I find it rendersHappiness,One of a special kindThat warms youVery deep inside,And sometimesEven,Makes you cry.Poetry’sPlain of reality,And rewardsAre differentFrom everything else,Something, very deepTakes place,That goes far beyondMaterial wealthSomething,That you can’t explainBut that remains with youAll the same,A transfer of sentimentsPlays always a partIn the unforgettable,Poetic game.
The World is ours,
To make it better,To make it fair,Dominion of chieftains,Wear and Tear,The very fabric,Of Human Care.
‘Estupidos Americanos, ‘
Will you willfully,Accept being disgraced?