Best Grasso Poems

The first time I saw my father I was a year and 8 months old. He had returned home for a short respite  before shipping out to England to prepare for the invasion. It was the early spring of 1944.  World War II...

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SWEET TEARS of SORROW

Sweet tears of sorrow streaming down,
I feel your warm embrace.
Falling as you break the strings
that hold my heart in place.

Why do some dreams wander aimlessly,
like a beggar with no home.
Then wash up on a lifeless shore
to fade...and lie alone.

Hopes that come from...

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My Piano Teacher!...

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I used to like to go up into the attic when I was a  young child. I was alone up there, away from authority, able to explore that dark quiet world at my leisure. My cousin Corky, he was 10 years older than me...

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When the shadows, then darkness
Hide the colors of the day
And a serene Sunday morning
Steals the spirit's faith away

When the last dream is a memory
And there is no place to go
And the warmest summer breezes
Have become the winter snow

Can a tiny mottled sparrow
With its wings of...

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What came first?
Terrorists or guns?
Hmm-mm!

What came first?
Terrorists or swords?
Hmm-mm!

What came first?
Terrorists or clubs?
Hmm-mm!

What came first?
Terrorists or man?
Hmm!

Who made man?
Terrorists or god!
Ooh!


Francis J Grasso...

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Mission

The poet's mission - to desensitize an over sensitive world...

Francis J Grasso   ©2018.02.04...

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Broken lines of poetry
Are all that's left to see
A page of forgotten memories
To cheer the heart in me

Memories so cherished kept
That too soon turn to gray
And in the end the storms of life
Twist the cruelest fate your way

With each soul that passed on by
As people...

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.The Apple.
 
.bud.
.bloom.
.fall.
.pie.
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Francis J Grasso  202106.20...

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I looked at Mars this evening
His face was stern and cold
With a menaced voice so mean and gruff
And words both firm and bold

He spends his days in conflict
At night he counts his gold
And all his life he dealt with strife
His world to be controlled

But Venus...

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Smell a blossom,
Feel it rain,
Kiss the breeze,
It's spring again!

Light your candles,
Lift your head!
See the world
the past is dead! 
 
 So sing a hymn,
Or Hum a song.
Celebrate!
It's been too long!


Francis J Grasso ©2020.08.09...

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P S IT’S POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 8
Many thanks to you selected poets; Of sharing your whispers from God, tho you didn’t know it; Each letters and each word; Reads so very dear and well; Joys of...

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P S IT’S POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 7



any thanks to you selected poets; Of sharing your whispers from God, tho you didn’t know it; Each letters and each word; Reads so very dear and well; Joys of...

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Hold your children close sweet Jesus
Press them to your heart
See the sadness in each spirit
Watch as lives are torn apart

Witness the heartbreak in the living
Daylight hides their reverence
See the scorn beneath their silence 
Feel their fell ambivalence

From their folly of false wisdom
And the sorrow that...

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Time is the currency of love
Stay mindful of the thought
Be careful how you spend it
For if you sell love short
You can never reclaim it
Before you realize what you have done
Love will be gone
Purchased by someone else
Paid for with their own precious time

Francis J Grasso ...

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