Best Io Poems

I knelt amidst the mountain's rise
        beneath the weeping opal skies
       ...

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"Wishing Well"




Plain Jane blew her wishes 
down a wishing well

Lit long white bless'ed candles
dipped in holy water 

Brackish 

Crocodile tears from Hell
Witches hold hands together

Stand...

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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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“Strange Creatures and The Forest of Egregore” 

Where do we go -

when our rosebuds
stop still in the cold,
unwanted, 
along the unopened road?

we walk into the...

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Assures their breed a place among unknowns,
lest Europe and Asia part of their realms.
Peacock Butterfly, hues-full Inachis,
their uppermost topsides reveal truth bids,
yet undersides are black-like...

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"Dead Crush"



Oh uplift me woman
if we were to have a 
conversation would 
bees fly out of your mouth
or just mewling, simpering 
watered-down honey
not so pristine,...

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I knelt amidst the mountain's rise, beneath the weeping opal skies,
      There to measure Io's swoon - the envy of...

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Paint the Sky with Stars
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Ole Tyree was a tourist from Texas
who went to a rock and roll nexus.
He yo-del-io-ed
in Sun Stu-d-io
that's how he got kicked out of Memphis.


11-14-14...

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NOSTALGIA/MEMORIES

Ah quanta nostalgia
Ah what memories

Mentre tutto va
When everything’s going

Oltre I limiti della mia fantasia
Beyond your wildest dreams

Dove tutto e paradise se 
Where all is paradise

Giorni...

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Change me Lord and make me whole,
Renew my body, mind and soul.
Create in me, a brand new thing,
Wash me on the inside and make me...

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Ancora in sogno vaga la mia mente
Nell’ignoto esplorando come Ulisse
Quando uno squarcio si apre immantinente.
Un uomo curvo col cappuccio nero
Che in tempi oscuri per la...

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"The Forgotten Legion of Rose Thorns"



Reversing roll calls
the Anti-Hero 
jumps through 
burning hoops
instinctively

bathed in the magnum glow
designed to fire cartridges
with a kick like a field...

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Quando tutti i giorni sono fatti, 
e soltanto le nostre anime rimangono
 su questo posto e quando persino le fazioni di 
buon e lotta diabolica,...

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RESTA QUI CON ME / STAY HERE WITH ME

Non pensare al passato
Do not think of the past 

Io ti ritrovero
I will find you

Ne son sicuro...

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