last moon

lunedì 17 febbraio 2025

Memories from the past

 

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The enigma of the secret message

-"I’m going to resolve the enigma

of the secret message!"-

I thought, while still dreaming.

-"When you wake up

will be solving correctly

the whole matter!"-

seemed to reply a dead voice.

Memories of dreams can be empty,

Like waterless fountains!

 

But this time I feel like my dream

Will start being shown on the wall.

A dejà vu or may be a dejà entendu

Where a voice from the roof

Will show me building

A magic house made with all the letter

Of the Latin alphabet

Flourished on the top

With Gothic and Cyrillic characters!

mercoledì 12 febbraio 2025

Memories from the past

 

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The game of loneliness

As a raining March

Run fast

The white sheets of my life

Each chapter a missed opportunity

Always the last

The best

Every beginning, a program never respected,

And every time I find myself

Prisoner among f walls

Sentenced like a Shadow,

to live a life

already lived!

II

But I go ahead

striving to forget my past

Escape my errors and ghosts

Which mocking  torment my soul

for leaving them behind.

And in my solitude

Their game is easy!

sabato 8 febbraio 2025

Memories from the past

 


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1.

The Major thirteen

 

The first time

I saw the Major Thirteen

was I dreaming of falling down to sea

With no parachute.

Before to splat the water

I asked the wind

To appease my drop:

So it did.

And I started singing.

Say the fishermen

along the Cornwall coast,

if they hear a song

at windy full moon nights:

That’s might be my song.

 

 

sabato 1 febbraio 2025

Memories from the past

 


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But I still write poems

 

I saw my brother

tired

Under the scorching sun

And I passed straight away

Without a gesture

Without a word

Just with a thought

To share his pain.

But I still write poems!

sabato 25 gennaio 2025

Memories from the past

 



The Endless Break

(for the shy smiling pupil)

 

I Cry the stray lamb

That I will search

That will not come!

I cry

Without any explanation

Of maybe I should ...

Or maybe I could ...

I just ran out of time

To catch on his face

Another uncertain smile

Of sweet melancholy.

Yet I know

We will  laugh again

together

in the endless recreation!

 

 

martedì 7 gennaio 2025

Memories from the past

 

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My time is over

Your promises of love

hang over me

like shadows

Sweet young girl

And I realize

My time is over

To be in love with you.