Poem – INTO THE SEA (By Nicolo Santilli)
INTO THE SEA (By Nicolo Santilli) send love and prayers into dreams as into a surrounding sea with many shores and harbors that receive
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INTO THE SEA (By Nicolo Santilli) send love and prayers into dreams as into a surrounding sea with many shores and harbors that receive
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DEATH BY PHYSICS If present, past and future All concurrently exist, Can what has passed before us Ever truly have been missed? If space and time are equal, Can we trade between the two? Relive the joys and pleasures Or remake events we rue? If we could press “Fast Forward” To discover what awaits, Would we […]
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Imbalance Disadvantaged, a common word in America, used to dismiss millions from opportunity, and as they succumb to idleness, crime, waste, many might have been contributors of worth to a declining society slowly being strangled by the privileged.
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Underwater Ballet In the wistful – drowning; All dreamers hold their breath; Floating balloon Rests full in blister world before the land. Slippery between skin and scales, Drawn throbbing from the gilled; Great tuna from crustaceans postulated, Anemones new-boned; Parallel concert writhe Curls double joints. Flippers of androgyny Erected supple Thighs hoisted angular Lungs ultra-blown; Last […]
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Young Priest, Old Priest Everyone in the neighborhood was surprised when Bill McIntyre entered the seminary to study for the priesthood. He had been dating girls since early in high school and had been engaged since graduating from college to a lovely young lady. He often spoke about wanting to have a big family since he himself had been […]
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LOST NO MORE? Atlantis’s legend’s a mystery no more — Just Isles Santorini remain from its shore. Volcano that blew, fifteen hundred B.C., Replaced most of Thera with nothing but sea.* Seems Plato was right, even though off by ten When cited millennia nine as to when Atlantis had vanished in less than a day Since only […]
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TEN YEARS TRANSIENCE (By Joseph Cavera) after time the arms do rust mitigate intitial verve wrought nothingness and ill humored lust but if your contemplations lie next to cleanliness, where birds fly then they’ll serve to clarfiy but oh the jaws of life do close wither and wilt a shattered rose For all that lies ahead […]
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Remember Me? We met a million steps back Before you started No? I’m the one that kept the little dead boys On legless unicorns from riding dreams The marionette who cut your strings So you could dance on your own The one you folded into […]
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AZURIST’S INDIGO HAND (By Joseph Cavera) Cracks fault my indigo hand Post “D” I must not land This bastard child, what is it worth? My dark offspring in two past six Is it immoral that a lad give birth? A grand graphic scratch I wish I could nix Arid sands form a cloud in my brain As I […]
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This shallow dish dead center though its glass is commonplace shimmering into mist –it’s not the usual birth or that fragrance still moist from the womb, reaching out to be born in the open –you cool this tea the way every breath divides in half then half again and again till all that’s left is snow […]
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