Long Lorenzo Poems

(It was 1860 when the English poet Robert Browning
stumbled upon an interesting artefact as he walked
through the city of Florence.  It was a file of documents
from an old Italian criminal trial, and he would...

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Robert browning and Me (2)

Where was I with that book on Artemisia?
No Internet or Amazon back then,
So I got busy trudging round – then busier.
No joy. “American?  We’ll call you when …”
“Import it from...

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Living a life for many years,
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He bounds with class like a souped-up Benzo
Slick hair defies gravity and air flow
More charm for the maidens than Lorenzo
Nod and a wink as he offers hello

Dressed to the gills like a TV comic
His voice...

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Spend five hours on Resurrection Sunday 
At the cemetery  
Left at Twilight Visited my loved one who are not there

Their remains are there but their true self with the Lord

But yet they were laid...

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Uncooked grains of rice caked our apartment.
Dug themselves into my pliable plantar aspect
I welcomed you from the bottom of my being,
Into my soul,
A friend that made me feel whole.
You dreamt of delicious dishes dancing
In the...

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A head or a tail- which does he lack
I think his forwards coming back
He shimmers through a wall as if a ghost
Looking for a better host
It seems as though he’s spotted me
My body begins to...

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Through the centuries, you have shed light on our lives,
with simplicity and humility you've shown.
An encouragement to all, a testimony of faith,
linked to the shared vision of the church of cultures.

Hat is off to you...

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STILL A BROWNIE

I have always been, since childhood, a brownie
in a girl scout uniform, on my honor. With Kumbaya
and closing Taps, friendships with my sisterhood,
earning pins and badges with integrity. Instructed
by the handbook and stories...

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Life is full of Catch-22s. You can and you can’t;                         ...

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Brothers Giuliano and Lorenzo de Medici
were co-rulers of medieval Florence in Italy.
Giuliano was murdered by a rival family.
The assassins were from the family, Pazzi.
They were Francesco de Pazzi and Bernardo Baroncelli.
The infamous event took place...

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The Love song
  I woke up early in a good mood thinking of writing a love poem to my wife.
 looking in the YouTube, I came across 
“The three tenors,” couldn`t resist their beautiful...

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As the wind blows
Through the cold winter air
Even though I'm alone
I know you're still here
With me through the good
With me through the bad 
You can make me smile
Even when I'm sad
I'm happy to have you
Here...

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