Long Bella Poems
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Chistu uaglione 'nquiet che guard luntano e aspett...
sta c'ercan chella femmena sincera che tut
e pene fa frni: quanno a speranza nun s' trova;
bella uagliona, a chi staje asptann chesta sera?
T' poss fa' cumpagnia e ferma' a paura toia?
L'ammore amaro nun divent maje doce,
cchiu' zucchero s' mett, cchiu nun ha sapore!
L'ammore amaro nun divent maje doce...
quanno tut a tristezza rimane dint o' core!
Chistu uaglione 'nquiet aspet a nott pe' vede a luna,
e cammin pe cheste strade silenziose senz a paura;
chistu bel uaglione chiagne comme e sciur ro' mattin...
cercame, t' aspett cantand e suonand o' mandolin!
L'ammore amaro nun divent maje doce,
chello che voglio e' scennere da chesta croce
e cumincia' a vivr cu tant sole e ammore;
si staje vicin, famme s'nti sta' bella voce!
Translation:
This restless young man looks afar and waits;
what he wishes for is a sincere woman
who can take his misery away and ease all pain
when hope is not found on dark, silent roads;
beautiful girl, who are you waiting for tonight?
Could I keep you company to end your fright?
Bitter love can never turn sweet,
the more sugar you pour in your cup,
the more it loses its wonderful taste;
bitter love can never turn sweet...
when all bitterness shows up
and makes sweetness leave in haste!
This handsome guy waits for darkness and walking
on dark and silent streets, he seeks the dawn...
to cry like flowers towards bright morning;
sweetheart, I'll wait and sing and play the mandolin!
Bitter love can never turn sweet,
my wish is to stop this hopelessness
and start living with a lot of sun
and love whenever life lets me down!
Bitter love can never turn sweet...
all I like to hear is your voice of tenderness!
Written on 4/5/017
It’s not about letting it go.
It’s about letting it in.
Letting it sink deep.
Letting it move through you
without rushing it toward an exit.
It’s about being honest
with what you feel.
About giving your experiences
the reverence they deserve.
Some things ask for a moment.
Some things ask for years.
There is no shame
in holding what is unresolved.
There is only truth.
“Let it go”
has become the anthem of avoidance,
a performance of healing
by those not yet ready
to sit with their own depths.
We don’t have to play that game.
We let it in.
We let it through.
We let it stay
until it is finished speaking.
Until what it carries
naturally begins to change.
Because growth is not forced.
Transformation ripens.
We write our story
by living it fully,
not by abandoning chapters
before they’ve found their meaning.
You are not behind.
You are not stuck.
You are the sign
you have been waiting for
Love has been described as a battlefield as it can leave us with scars that can be seen and unseen by others.
Especially when the notes are singing in harmony.
A Harmony that is purely Bella to the fall of the first winter snow.
Snow that calms the hot ground from the heat that escaped the summer and landed into late Autumn.
Both forms of love are based on the unity of love.
Cold and hot cannot exist without one another.
Even when they oppose one another they are still brought together by the Melody and Harmony of music and life.
They are the love born of constant sadness and perseverance of truth.
They come from the unity of two that have different backgrounds that were meant to unify for a complete bliss that begins with four angels, and ends with more bliss.
Nothing can be done as all of the Gods, including the one that is the chief of all has ordained it!
Nobody talks about this.
Nobody talks about after you finally heal from a traumatizing relationship.
When you have taken the time to concentrate on yourself and you are finally in a place where you're done healing and you are ready to step out into the dating world again, it's nearly impossible to find someone because you see the red flags in everybody.
You see so many things you're not willing to compromise with because you actually trust your intuition.
You can see when things are an issue with people, and you know you won't be able to get over it later on in that relationship.
So you don't allow your feelings to get in the way of logic and just cut it off before it even gets to that point.
Then you realize how many people aren't actually working on themselves and are just seeking a shallow connection.
They aren't even looking to improve themselves as a partner in a relationship, and they think their perfectly fine the way they are.
So there's no room to grow into a relationship together because they are already set in their ways.
It's a little exhausting at times because you also feel lonely during all of this and that sadness can take a toll on you but you have to remember one thing .....
It's better to be single with high standards than in a relationship settling for less.
What if it’s only a nervous breakdown if you bottleneck and bury the emotions that are trying to come through you?
That’s what causes the breakdown.
The resistance to what is,
the stopping of the process before it has an opportunity to move toward realization and resolution. What if something beautiful is actually happening within you,
something that wants to heal and move into full authenticity?
What if this is not a nervous breakdown,
but a nervous break-through,
a profound emotional cleansing,
a dissolution of the false structures that have ruled your life,
a breaking through to a more authentic state of being?
“Benediction”
Bless'ed be those
who turn from cawing
black crows, sharp beaks
bloodied and ill omen
to walk beside the lost
Black Monk
spectral haunted
in his lonely dark dreams
he walks away from
The King of Mud Dwellers
towards those
in Halls of the Forgotten
seeking sanctuary
in desolate decay
he will find the key
in his silent
futile Purgatory,
stripped raw
torn and naked
borne from dreaded invocation
invisible sacrament
on tongue, words spoken
to the One
lead us not into temptation
secrets that are
hidden
to then bless'ed be
forgiven
to uncover -
his chained heart
unlocked
through true love;
his crime -
through mortal pain
forgiven
released
The Key of Benediction
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OPlK5HwFxcw
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/G_major
O salutaris Hostia,
Quæ cæli pandis ostium:
Bella premunt hostilia,
Da robur, fer auxilium.
Uni trinoque Domino
Sit sempiterna gloria,
Qui vitam sine termino
Nobis donet in patria.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9MYQrhiKWEI
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MMeuk2STqRA
A guy with a Golden, a Teddy, a Pearl
A Tucker, a Marley, a Bailey, an Earl
A Samson, a Buddy, a buddy for life
Sometimes there’s a Golden instead of a wife!
A Todd or a Taylor, a Radar, a Max
A Molly, an Archie, a Bella, a Jax
A Kayla, a Sophie, a Luna, a Rod
A Golden believer would not find that odd
A guy with a Golden, no matter the name
Retrievers are always and simply the same
A bundle of loving, all fluffed up in fur
No matter the pronoun, a him or a her
A Monte, a Hudson, a Cooper, a Bear
A Chance or a Boomer, a Patch or a Claire
A Chrissy, a Lucky, so lucky to know
A Golden Retriever, the best in my show
1
Bella
He
opened
the window-
in streamed his first
love
with
flowers,
dressed
in white-
she haunted his
art.
An Ekphrasis in lanterne sequence on Marc Chagall
2.
FLAMING JUNE an ekphrasis
A
flimsy
negligee
betrays her round
shape-
an
honest
innocence
in becalmed deep
sleep.
After Frederick Leighton
3.
PERCEPTIONS
The
painter
creates the
appearance of
things-
we
thereby
see each of
them in a new
light.
An ekphrasis after Kirchner
4.
REVELATION
Drop
by
drop-
into the
unconscious
mind.
Ekphrasis inspired by Pollock's style
ACCIDENTS IN TIME and SPACE a Pollock Ekphrasis
A counterpoint to tease floating
paint in swirls and mounds full
of radiant energy and surprise,
an adventure for our eyes,the
texture comes alive.
Opulence ,intricate yet plain
apparent yet unreal accidents
in time and space,colour
flowing without restraint
The tiny black Chihuahua dressed in her red collar
Followed her mistress in her red dress and umbrella
Pouring rain didn't matter, just cell phone's caller
The man in dark suit and coat said, "Ciao bella.".
As the rain ends, petrichor begins
To stimulate olfactory nerves
Mine will delight, aroma wins
I will sniff the scents, prance my verve
My mistress' date first noticed
Her callipygian formed curves
At first her kind spirit unnoticed
Nor her good traits he observed
Her fragrance of sweet gardenia
Her hair of a golden dark hue
Asking he learned her name, Denia
Found she had good traits not a few
I'm glad I followed her in the rain
The surroundings neat and so clean
Such warm greeting, his intent not feign
But standing in rain, I'm not keen
Finis'
Written: Wednesday and Thursday, November 07-08, 2018
Anna and the French Kiss
Spanish Verse
Anna et le BAISER FRANÇAIS
¡¡Ah!! Ooh la-la mi señora
Wee-wee ah,
niña, ¿dirás nosotros?
Pez lengua
Un deseo profundo
una dicha preferida pegajosa concisa
Combinando esta lengua luchan lenguas
Tocando salivate Bliss llegando dulces y suculentos labios
Beso
amor extenso amoroso el uno por el otro
Amore, bella Anna me gustas tanto
Podría comerte
Mientras salivo de 500 a 1,000 razones diferentes ¿Por qué?
¿Por qué deberíamos intercambiar escupir?
Oh, la la
Y a la luz del día bajo el sol
Y mientras la sombra de la luna resplandeciente rehuye
Nos besamos francés
Chupando cara
Íntimo apasionado
Oh, Anna es un dilema
Como una boca en la pajita
Nos retiramos
Penetrando tanta prisa
Lengua besos tentadora
expresando pasión erótica
Anna Dopamina,
¡Oh! Anna Endorfinas,
¡Oh! Anna Oxitocina, ¡ahh! ¡Oh!
VEN AQUÍ CHICA porque no quieres perderte
este beso francés
¡No tienes que hablar "ooh la la"! Wee-wee, niña.
Anna tu sabes mi mas cariñoso deseo mi glorioso deseo
¿Es que vienes aquí, chica, ven mi amor, vamos a besarnos?