Long Bristol Poems

The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems deal...

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A rising sun burns like a solar flare
  from St. Augustine to St. Clair,
to daze me from sleep’s tranquil hold
  and dreams of serendipities of old -
to rise again the boy I was...

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Today, guys is all about bonding
Relying on your partner for support
We’ll split you into groups to begin with
Then you will give us your name and a brief summary of yourself
Keep it light. What you watched...

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Resting In These Tennessee Hills

Lazy mornings in these Tennessee hills
Horned owl in tree behind house hoots all night
Sometimes annoys but often gifts a thrill
As country-fired moon sends us brighter light!

Mellow breeze, waltz morn rays with...

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In our first years together we bought a caravan
The living conditions weren't ideal but we had a plan
We moved around a bit so the Council couldn't catch us
The dream far too precious to be snatched...

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And there the story might have ended 
But the bite on Suzanne's thumb 
Throbbed and became distended, 
'I must say, I feel a little rum', 
she said and lay down on her bed, 
but as...

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Mario Vitale is a poet with over 1,000 poems towards his credit platform.
Mario Vitale was born in Bristol , Ct Has developed a skill for writing poetry in the free verse form. has been featured...

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Strolling by the River Avon, I found somebody,
     Strolling to nowhere, I found a person.
I looked at the river, I followed the water.
     I saw somebody walking...

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The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems deal...

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Bath streets have sights on show
and houses sitting by the row
there’s not a place you cannot go
our crime level's always low

packed all year round with global tourists 
city centre market stools fruit veg florists 
nothing...

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I'm flattered by Nina but need to take her to the cleaners,
and splat her inbetweeners with fluid from wieners.
Don't mock or beat down Bath when you're Bristolian,
you were all conceived in a seat in the...

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Miss Muffet sat upon a velvet stool
I know 'twas a tuffet; learned that in school
But Muffy was the tart
Who broke the spider's heart
I'm telling the story, so shut up, fool!

Humpty Dumpty had no wisdom at...

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A is for Airspeed who graduated from Oxford
   B is for Bristol with their whispering giants
C is for Convair and Canadair also
   B recalls Boulton-Paul who built many Defiants.

D for De...

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'Buy me a pint', the old man said 
as we sat in an old Bristol bar,
'An I'll tell thee a tale that's a little bit gory 
and all for the price of a jar'.

So I...

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Will won the table tennis at Rio, 
And celebrated this great victory, 
By instantly jumping on the table, 
With his arms stretched both sides. 

For this he got the yellow card, 
From a lines judge...

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Everybody's bashing Putin week!
                               ...

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Wales to me is her Celtic tribal history,	
Wales to me is walks upon her shores.
Wales to me is her druids, saints, and mystery,	
the soil I tread, the salt that leaves my pores.	
	
We drove an hour...

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Snapshot memories of are past
 having so much fun with the hope that it would last
 To my best friend Nan,
 a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love

 To the...

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Accent De Capo



He loves a great secret. 
His job often meant that he
would prepare people
for things due to them.
He handled millionaire
 Tristeier Didier's inheritance.
She was a waitress at a diner
in New Bristol, the day I...

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Banyoles

With borrowed funds 
And broken hearts
We hitched a ride with the country’s realm,
Running, stupefied with pungent balm.
Through London swarms and Navy shops
We lavished on ponchos 
And swagger.
We met an astronaut that day,
On a bus to...

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I remember the grey slithers of rain,
The jocular driver
As I boarded the bus
At Temple Meads,
And the friendly lady who told me
When we had arrived at the city centre.
I remember the little pub on King Street,
With...

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Amidst reality of my life two single things remain 
inflection of your voice and glow of your tender eyes 
held safe by this memory we become transparent rain       
wild...

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The Captain had a penny whistle 
Which he wore around his neck
And he played it every morning
As the crew danced on the deck.
Sometimes it was a Hornpipe
Sometimes a Palais Glide
As the crew danced fore and...

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I have to admit I’ve got a confession
About my unhealthy obsession
Other kids love pop stars with all their heart
For me it’s the Bristol Stool chart

There’s seven different types of poo
With pictures that give me a...

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A letter from Bristol arrived on my doorstep
I knew its contents would cause me such pain
An invitation for a routine mammogram – 
My Goodness …two years have flown past again

I arrived at the breast-screening center
And...

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