Ballad April Poems

Cresento Cantata
per favoreper favore continua a 
notara il mio amore
per ta.....
forse ogni giorno
staremo insieme.....
il desideriod di
amare.....
desiderio di essere
amati.....
Vvoglia di stare
insieme.....
insieme nell' amore!...

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A Poem for the Grey Shrike written on Earth Day 2016

At sunrise while asleep
I was called by a bird tweet
Like a childhood song
So sharp so...

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We must preform our "Duty" as "Poets" !!!!!!!!!!!!!!Why Does "JUSTICE" HAVE A "BLIND FOLD OVER HER EYES"?.........Here is the reason?Justice has a blind fold over...

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I
We sing of Hagar the Horrible, yet she is a brilliant blessing -
This late in April 2019; no not for April Fool's Day
I must submit...

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I used to live with my dreams.
to find a woman that really means.
the rarest one.
And die for you.
but if your mind so lazy and traces...

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A bright sunny azure blue sky above fills
Me with happiness and a leisurely drive into the Adelaide Hills
The Hahndorf Main Street full of shops 
With...

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They were straight of limb as the bullets flew
Made up of true blues and fair dinkums too
When they landed on that bloody April day
They were...

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He can picture her in her wedding dress and she can see him waiting as she walks down the aisle

I can’t wait for this moment

My...

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What stroke me most about
Jenna's beautiful eyes was their pure honesty,
nobody else taught me a lot;
this sea is a reminder of her stunning beauty.

Jenna's beautiful...

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ISSUES OF THE HEART

For Grace Mike.

Do you remember, Grace?
Do you remember our first kiss on the altar of love?
You wrapped me in your arms and...

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Jean, Jean wis young an' alive till Ah gied her tatties and neeps;
Noo she's bein' seek as a dug, it fairly gies me the creeps.

Bonnie...

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HUNGER
My eyes gaze upon the beauty of anger
and my stomach dances to the sound of silence.
the testimony of your cruelty resounds as a banger
thrown from...

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She stopped amid her lonely walk,
 to heal her hopes as rain dropped.
 Singing the song of careless June,
 The rain drummed down the streets,...

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sometimes at the other
I am this waiting
this vibrant worthlessness

my cousins think it
my friends imagine it

and a hope of beautiful soul
delivered of his body

a long time...

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Towards the middle of the April the wind changes and the showers fall,
We hide under the branches of an old fir tree sheltering from the...

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