last moon
giovedì 19 dicembre 2024
De Sicilia a Piamonte con Garibaldi
lunedì 16 dicembre 2024
Memories from the past
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0CW1FTLMB
I don’t want to be a poet
anymore
I don’t want to be a poet
I want to be none
But a casting shadow in the night time
Looking for his own body!
I don’t want your mercy
Your esteem
I don’t need your approval
I’m not looking neither for success
Nor for glory
Not even for reigning
Over golden-plated
worlds.
I don’t search a leadership
Over Wastepaper troops
But I’m only on search
Of my real, original stuff!
Blame me deeply
Crush me under your feet
Forefinger me
As a pattern of human abjection,
Driven by your envy
you will be
slaves of your own
measured freedom.
You will be winners
As well as defeated
Struggling the battle.
You will be the machines
Of your own progress!
On construing
You’ll be destroying
And going towards
You will go backwards.
Inevitably!
venerdì 13 dicembre 2024
Memories from the past
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0CW1FTLMB
Flower of Antioch
(for Inès)
Goodbye flower of Antioch
I sucked your nectar
For a day
And then
I have blown away!
Ah if my fate had made me not a bee
I would not be here
Flying from bloom to bloom
Searching for inexistent happiness
But between your petals
Fragrant of love.
venerdì 6 dicembre 2024
Memories from the past
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0CW1FTLMB
Flying the skies
for ever
Who knows why human beings, since long time past
Have been dreaming to be able to fly?
The reason might be they always had trust
In God Almighty living in the sky!
And like a deer feeling thirsty and so dry
Longs for its spring to extinguish its fire
For men to be where He’s supposed to lie
His Creator is the greatest desire!
Go thus man and fly, higher and higher
Put your country’s flag along the universe
Or simply let some stuff make you a liar
Or dream you are flying while loving your own nurse!
Only when your body’s time is over
Your soul will be flying the sky forever!