Best Amici Poems
ode to shadows
as i peer out the glassed portières
penumbral visitations mock me; dare they
deign to scare this parched crypt of
adrenaline and cortisol, usurped by unquiet
scourges over lifetimes' rebirth?
steps shifting in the dark, familiar and
beloved; the shushing and stirring, commit
to draw me near; umbral amici and i
provide a panoply o'bosky trappings f'thee
a joinin' we, or off to obscure pastures
to wee thee pants for eternity!
Taras Shevcenco
Nella casematta
Dedicazione ai miei compagni
Reivocate , fratres meos…
Che non ritornino i guai,
Quando miravamo in fiducia
Dalla gallera che finiva mai.
Possibilmente, pensavamo:“quando
Ancora ci vedermo nella vita
Per un dibattito tranquillo
Su quella terra impoverita?”
Pero’, non mai, fratres, non mai,
Noi non beviamo dal Dnipro unitamente!
Avendo difuso la nostra sventura
Nelle steppe e nelle praterie,
Separeremo poi le nostre vie,
E , nella liberta’, un po’ piu’ crederemo,
Prima che vivere cominceremo.
Tra altre persone, come una nazione,
Ma, prima, che lo sara’ successo,
Amatevi, miei fratelli,
Volete bene l’Ucraina,
E, per essa, sfortunata,
Il Signore, pregate,
E, Lo dimenticate, amici,
E non Lo bestemmiate,
E ,nella schiavitù, a volte,
Anche me, ricordate.
Traduzione dall’ucraino all’italiano di Ivan Petryshyn,2016.
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Shining, laughing, running, jumping, dancing.
Golden hills caress the sides of a town hidden from time,
They are witness to the laughing, running, jumping, dancing.
Sin committed, duty abandoned, but blessed with such heaven.
Paradiso where he was running, jumping, dancing.
The gods of young cocky soldiers smiled on him as he truly lived.
A tireless youthful soul relished in the jumping, dancing.
Amici, cugini, loved him despite the stigmas that nipped his heels.
The heels with war worn boots, that stomped on carnage like dead leaves,
That traversed through tragedy, Dante traveling into the seven circles,
Death stuck to his boot heels, bones, blood, and souls victim to the crushing,
Humanity seeped from his pores, left on some battlefield by a rotting corpse,
But amici, cugini loved him in this paradiso, tucked in the Marches.
And, with the grace of youth, he saved himself through the dancing.
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Father James Altman Paul Craig Roberts archbishop Vigano Maria Claire Edwards ex un official also Dr Graham Lyons 'Aus senator Malcome Roberts' president Jaier Bolsenaro Brazil Professer Francis Boyle
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O'er here is that ok ? asks the Angel with her quiet ways
as she lights the wax candle and rises the temperature in the room
She takes us on a journey of escape where golden dreams await;
A purple butterfly flies by and with awesome wings she lands,;
upon a lily pad. Fluttery sounds of water ripple on a happy river,
seasonal and joyful they chime through your senses as you listen,
to a gurgling brook your body begins to float light as a feather;
The Angel guides us, with her luminous light over to the other side
where millions of butterflies frame the doorway that leads to heaven
gossomar wings, monarch butterflies, and red admiral beauties,
All lead by a thousand purple winged butterflies, each holding
Ori Light Enshrined, one for each soul present here, ...
Shine dear soul shine as bright as you can, you are an echo,
enter the Sacred Temple and receive your transillumination: ,
Adamah, earth being, detach from the world and connect with
your celestial Chabers, heart to heart soul to soul we empowered
live to breathe, we co - exist in total harmony with each other .
Like the metamorphosis of butterflies we change and become,
purple butterflies, endowed with restored strength and vigor .
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