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Sadness Sinking

* 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

* 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

* the pursuit of what you cannot hold anyhow . the pruning of chaos . fruits to be tasted once you are the poem .

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No Thing

* 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

* 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

* 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

* 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

* 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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Amarsi, racconto di una conversazione interiore, 2012

-Amarsi- Racconto di una conversazione interiore . “Ruggine e ossa”, vedo questo film e si ferma tutto; il fiume di lava che scorre brucia, consumando il terreno e si solidifica. Scossa e pietrificata nello stesso tempo. I pensieri, veloci, si rincorrono per divorarsi uno con l’altro. Non guardo il cellulare non voglio sapere se ha chiamato, se ha scritto, se mi aspetta, cosa ha da dirmi, se ha…

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Resilience

* 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

* 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

* in the forever land where we land with no bones nor clothes there is it forever night or forever day . can we hope for a tomorrow where there is no sunrise or sundown or we being everywhere will be forever . 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

Traduzione in italiano della poesia di martedì 12 Marzo. * l’incantesimo é lanciato sono stata trasformata piuttosto rapidamente in un albero ben piantato in un letto . non posso andare da nessuna parte – velocemente . fisicamente circola solo l’energia ora attraverso le radici rami e capelli sparsi ovunque per la stanza . aderirò a questo miracolo nato da una triste fiaba…

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Transformation Into A Tree

* so the spell is cast I have been transformed rather quickly into a tree well planted in a bed . I can’t go anywhere – fast . physically only energy runs now through the roots branches and hair spread everywhere around the room . we 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

* io giaccio senza gambe e senza tronco un albero tagliato e gettato al suolo di un letto d’ospedale bianco tra nuvole ============ * 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

* 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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Everywhere

* I don’t know if that silence and its beauty will always be with me what I know is that it taste eternal . maybe this solitude so deeply loved as it comes with silence is here to teach me that one taste can be everywhere .