Sadness Sinking

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last month was

incredibly barren

my inspiration

was lost somewhere

my poems among

the clouds far away

there one moment

gone the other

thoughts and dreams

swallowed up

in the deep sea

sadness sinking

me deep down

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Time

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it take some time

to still my thoughts

to rid my eyes of this

perpetual blindness

to notice the greenery

around my bench

to come alive truly

by noticing the little

masterpieces laid

out there for me

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The Poem

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the pursuit

of what you cannot

hold anyhow

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the pruning of chaos

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fruits to be

tasted once you are

the poem

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No Thing

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allowing space

around and in

creating vibes

to web matter

letting no thing

to fill what is

me a new me

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Through And Past

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not that you need

to impress anyone

by your shape tallness

or regal bearing

but by your willingness

to bow down to be

like us that is when love

shines through

and past any

dark clouds

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The Perfume Of Being

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when the lingering

soporific trend hits you

with its wave and

no resistance is made

it’s the perfume of

being that which covers

you all over in beauty

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Safe

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immobilized I thrive

I have certainties

I never thought of

I feel put and safe

as I lost much of me

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Normalcy

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not aware

of the season

I am in confused

by what used to be

normalcy

difficult is my new

ground hard to plow

to distinguish for

sure impossible

to thread on

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Resilience

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strange days on which

I accept everything

that comes my way

a strength I had no idea

was part of me a gift

I was sitting on this

is resilience the most

precious of all to make me

appreciate life in fullness

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The Present

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the night ticks away

and I lay awake

images running

past my eyelids

like a fast train

I can hardly hold

what scenery slips

past me the present

is intense and light

leaves me wondering

as I catch my breath

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The Forever Land

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in the forever land

where we land with no bones

nor clothes there

is it forever night

or forever day

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can we hope for

a tomorrow where there is no

sunrise or sundown

or we being everywhere

will be forever

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or we being forever now

can expect to be

everywhere blinded

to the light or

to the darkness

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Trasformazione in un albero

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Traduzione in italiano della poesia di martedì 12 Marzo.

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l’incantesimo é lanciato

sono stata trasformata

piuttosto rapidamente

in un albero ben piantato in un letto

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non posso andare

da nessuna parte – velocemente

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fisicamente circola solo l’energia

ora attraverso le radici

rami e capelli sparsi ovunque per la stanza

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aderisco a questo miracolo

nato da una triste fiaba così

leggera può filtrare la luce

per tracciarmi un percorso

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Transformation Into A Tree

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so the spell is cast

I have been transformed

rather quickly into

a tree well planted in a bed

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I can’t go anywhere – fast

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physically only energy runs

now through the roots

branches and hair spread

everywhere around the room

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I will adjust to this

miracle straight from a grim

fairy tale so light may seep

through tracing a path

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Poesia + Poem On Paralisys

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io giaccio

senza gambe e senza tronco

un albero

tagliato e gettato al suolo di

un letto

d’ospedale bianco tra nuvole

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I lie

without legs or torso

a tree severed

thrown to the bottom of

an hospital bed

white among clouds

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Daily Walks

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one step after another

I call for my pain to be gone

the bird’s song almost

lost among the cars passing

I seek a new melody

I move toward steady healing

on my daily walks

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