Best Di Poems

Far away in a
                land torn with war,
  ...

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We strolled hand in hand
along Naples cobbled streets
beneath nearly blown- off linen sheets
Hanging  from old  balconies.

Street musicians played their bagpipes
ciaramellas,mandarins
In this southern bustling...

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“You try to be faithful
And sometimes you're cruel.
You are mine. Then, you leave.
Without you, I can't cope."
Rumi


in the kingdom of love,
nothing is simple,
not even musings,
so...

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Asserted, a decision. 
The g a p s start to form
Creeping of notions
Undermining the norm
Confidence waning 
For and against
Di s in te g r a...

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Die Scherben des Lebens lassen sich nicht kitten.  (German)

The shards of the life cannot be cemented.  (English)

Los fragmentos de la vida no se...

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Cinnamon and apple fill the air 

Scent of Gram's famous pie

Warm fire roaring in the hall

Music turned up for all to hear

"Vivo per lei da...

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"Dream 1: 4 Weeks in Positano"



Kisses long linger warm lips tasted intense
so sweet like cured Valencia Oranges
lips liquored triple sec not dry drunk on love
softly...

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When we set out on a road trip
We didn’t stick to the old script
And were gladly amazed
And rarely unfazed
Hitting strange towns though some were skipped

We...

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chiudo i miei occhi
solo per vederti
in frammenti
di ricordi
mentre vanno alla deriva
dentro e fuori
della mia mente

lo so
nell'oscurità
tu esisti
come guardiano
con le ali
guardando ancora
su di noi

non sono pronto
baciarti
addio
sempre...

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“Promises in September's magic”
“promesse nella magia di settembre”

Sweet September arrives again, 
hearing the celestial melody and 
symphony of a nocturnal wind 
calling your name, beneath...

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1981, the Royal Wedding
     Charles and Di, sweethearts of the world
     ‘Til the Queen of Hearts’ hopes...

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a collaborative work with Alfred Vassalo


The Stars sparkled in her eyes
As light interlaced with her shadow
Causing her to question her senses
Even though she closed her...

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“In the time when the heart beat slows” 

In the time when 
the heart beat slows
I close my eyes 
and meet you there
that place of...

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I used to think poetry was about expression
(but some it seems would rather make it a competition)
I used to think beautiful words were meant to...

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Dinner at eight 

Winter soup and roast 

both ready
 
A candle lit 

 table for two 

An empty vase 

without any flowers 

My welcome carpet...

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