Carlo Poems - Poems about Carlo

...No gondolas are gliding under bridges, it's a lagoon without classic songs; pigeons are huddled and do not coo, they're frightened by the murky blue! Carlo sings some lovely Neapolitan song......Read the rest...

...25 years wedding anniversary today Huge congratulations and best wishes to my dear friends, Carlo and Jo. You deserve every happiness and blessing. Thank you for sharing your love with the world. ......Read the rest...

...Livorno The communist uprising in Livorno was a serious menace to Italy because that army sent tanks, not big tanks but big enough in narrow streets At the railway station, I met a small woman wi......Read the rest...

...The lady doesn't dance anymore I met a woman at an AA meeting, She had, when in the depth of her addiction, to money, slept with men, in one gather Since she came from the upper scale of our socie......Read the rest...

...Favorite pizza place Pizza, vegetable, delicious, fresh, large size soul-fattening Pizza store, go in with lunch hunger and order the same and come out with it I ate in the car I looked a......Read the rest...

...Venetian artist Carlo Crevelli once imprisoned for adultery Used the sacra conversazione with a Gothic fantasy......Read the rest...

...Carlo Gian Menotti came from Italy Founded the art festival Spoletto for he loved to make his opera flow......Read the rest...

...Where did she go I knew of her, had seen her in adverts wearing short hair being, sort of dubious sex, let them guess and smoking a cigarette with the fragrance of the oriental express, yet he......Read the rest...

...Hush! Discreetly they be. Clandestine Journeying a void voyage, Made for each other Madly in love. Might be A pin drops silently Mind is a culprit. Yesterday slumbers on a bed of thorns. ......Read the rest...

...Hush! Discreetly they be. Clandestine Journeying a void voyage, Made for each other Madly in love. Might be A pin drops silently Mind is a culprit. Yesterday slumbers on a bed of thorns. ......Read the rest...

...Mild obscurity At the local supermarket, a woman not a day over seventy-five asked me where she could find unsalted butter spoke with an American accent. What do I know, perhaps, she was rela......Read the rest...

...Venetian Carlo Crevilli a renaissance master,maybe Compared now to Magritte his sophisticated follies somewhat a treat......Read the rest...

...Be Juliet to my Romeo? If Tony, I’m Maria seeker, The Dexter to my Tracy? Or to Jamal my Latika? The Ilsa to my Richard? Or in his case known as Rick, In cartoons, still important, Be the Minn......Read the rest...

...Grandma : Hello. Is it you sunny, speak up I can't hear you Grandson: Yes nanna its me. I am calling you from my car Grandma: You are talking and driving, how is that possible Grandson: I a......Read the rest...

...Was it, Trieste? An odd place half dour Russian and half lively Italian I sat in café drinking beer and waiting for a tall American woman she smoked cigarettes, which back then was a novelty fo......Read the rest...