A Year Called Obsolesence

Sometime between, returning from France and travelling by plane to America came the effervescence. Remembering  a shared house, single storey, seaside summer. Sweetness a breeze  on hot day mid-afternoons when our time was just beginning. And recently on returning, only dark Valium valleys of clouds at midday met me alone. Sometime between, returning from France and travelling by plane to America

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Rome was not built…

Rome wasn’t built in a day. It had to be worked From the imagination. We see beauty  In a myriad of ways. We can search within But the secrets often hide. Beauty lies in so many things! What we say, Who we are. Actions speak louder, Not cloaked in the visual facade!!! Beauty lies in the beholder. Sunlight in our

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Can we share a dream?

Can we share a dream? I close my tired eyes,It leaves my thoughts Chasing through the night. So often I see you, Never a shadow cast, Close, in my mind. It feels so real, Kissing, Caressing a hundred times. Life existing in the dead of night. When I imagine you. The nights chill disappears.  Deepest beauty Warming my open heart.

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Michael Angelo

    I compare such beauties to your vibrant works.  We all recall the Sistine chapel, There was so much more to you.  You work was often halted by lackluster beings.  You were drawn to Rome possibly against your will.  You had to yield to others at times, Whilst greater appetizers filled your anxious eyes.  When I imagine your great

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My Angel

My Angel, my beautiful Angel, Rest upon my shoulders, Our night is nearly done. The pale night dew lays With you and me. Whisper once more, Waiting is my ever listening ear. You are no mystique to me. I see such love and care  Blossoming from your smile. Your clamorous wing Beat a tune in my mind. My Angel, my

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Amigos e inimigos

“Should we truly forget those who have spurned us for another’s ear Or think and consider them in this the coming year? Maybe their friendship has chilled like the cold nights of winter, And shunned as many plus me. Shall we reflect just this once Show the hand of friendship And toast to all acquaintance past and present, For the

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Rags or Riches

The people who have nothing Probably have everything.  And the people, with everything, Probably have nothing.  Being kind to others Is a gift that’s free.  Loving all around, That sets you free.  Being honest and genuine To all others is free.  Caring for people  You know or see is free.  Taking time to stop, And listen to others is free. 

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