Long Lucia Poems

The day was going off, and the brown air
To the terrestrial animals gave rest
For their labors; and only me was there

Just ready to withstand the war at best
Both of the journey and of the torment,
Which...

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"Free Falling"



You have to believe in Magic
to believe in the poetry of You

If you don’t believe in Magic
you are nothing but a black line 

bleeding to the right creative, 
without left margin

for logical analysis,
you’re fixed...

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Is ARANJUEZ a pining after the composer's mother ?

(Joaquin Rodrigo - 1901-1999 - who composed the " Aranjuez " concerto on piano in 1938/9 and which later was destined for the guitar and orchestra, turned...

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It is confusing:
to politically powerful feelings,
to enlightened economic thoughts,
to systemically resilient integrity,
to RightBrain healthwealth uniting values,

When a confederated government
values home owner residents
for their economic future capital 
gaining value

More LeftBrain dominantly
than indigenous wisdom
that Earth Cooperative Ownership
is...

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there is a reason i requested this restaurant
much to ponder tonight in our realm
i brought you here on our first date
praying anxiously for a Lady and the Tramp moment
you brought the romantic within me to...

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This sinner here --Michelle--
learned at St. Peter Chanel
there's no point to rebel
Life without God is Hell

Not just a state of mind
also an afterlife confined
to weep, & teeth-grind
all happiness -- behind

It would NOT be fun--
not "a...

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Cuando senti tus caricias me llenates el alma con tu dulzura 
despacio te fui conosiendo, Con lentitud te ganates mi corazón. 
Cuando te conocí fuites el ser que mas aprecie por tu linda forma de...

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Many have heard the story of Lucia and her cousins,
that took place in Fatima Portugal in 1917.
I will spare you all the details for with research they are easily found.
The story begins with three children...

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"3 Days Before the Fall"

When the 3 days 
of darkness came,
we were ill prepared, still 

the sky was blue 
not a cloud
in sight

the sun 
lit the day
well into the dark night

the fire spread 

in mens’...

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Bent on reprisal sword in hand
Gonzalo and friends paddle ahead
To Alcácer Do Sal where Christians
By Moors are held
Concealed by dusk 
Disembarking their boat
Toward the city bravely walk
Hiding from view they observe
Moorish girls and men sport...

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LET'S CHARTER A YACHT AND GO WHERE IT'S HOT
AND PEOPLE ARE NOT IN THE WAY
WE'LL START OFF IN GREECE WITH CHAMPAGNE AND CASIS
THEN SAIL UP TO NICE, ST. TROPEZ
AND IF MISTRAL SHOULD BLOW WE'LL JUST...

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The night is cold
There is an owl perched on the gum tree
Its pitch dark outside
Its silent as a grave yard
She clings unto herself
Her mind wonders away
she reminisces her husband
pulling her into his chest
Fitting into his...

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As if I wasn't the best that emerged in those dry lands that begged for rain but received only  filthy blood...

I was a foreigner in my town and later in my own mind, dodging...

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For You I Was Made
My eyes are midnight blue 
And my heart is aglow for you
But Lucia is my given name

I’m six foot two and five rows
Behind you but anywhere around you
Is where I wish...

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by Michaelw1two

Inspired by Lucia Szigeti

 Thought, an idea distant,
 across voids of words in rhyme;
 comprehension is equivalent,
 to accretion in cosmic time;
 feelings seed mind comparative,
 in singular beings prime;
 Terra incognita, they thrive
...

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after Rader/Schwartz/Vuong/Reeves/O’Hara

oh lucia.

if only there were someone
who loved you.

and not the version of yourself
you know they want to see
but the you that you have locked in your mind

you want the connection
without the commitment because
i love...

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Welcome to Yellow Woodpecker Farm where the incredible food slaps you.
The cows bark, the cats bellow, the dogs mow the lawn, and the birds moo. 
Let me talk! Let me say something! Put me in...

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In the heart of the Tuscany under Italy's sun
Lies the town of Lucca, which is known to some
As Giacomo Puccini's birthplace, and the truth to be told,
He's Italian composer, one of the best in the...

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Ever since Mr. Dutile asked us to sandwich our desks together, I haven't 
been able to sleep or eat.  My mom made her famous crisp lasagna the   
other night but I didn't...

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Rare, essential expensive minerals embedded deep down in the core of 3 
dimensional mountains, silver owls, platinum falcons, waterfalls-n-streams, 
poisonous leaves tufa fermented into stream, a tongue less unfrozen tundra 
evaporated from hunger, copper chocolate-n-brass...

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Peter loved his wife Carmen Lúcia
                             Their...

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Villanelle : On listening to Al Di Meola, John McLaughlin and Paco de Lucia Concert - June 12, 1980

Tico Tico swallows tumbling in the frisky air
Round and round in Rondenôs whisk sparrows
Paco aloof in Andauzian...

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She was there for me when I came of age,
but when, for a girl of unlocked doors and 
a missing father. in flight down the stairs,
an intruder pursuing, no dagger in the chamber 
of non-connubial...

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Dedicated to Gregory Barden who is likewise
a fan of “The Ghost and Mrs. Muir”

THE CATCH OF THE DAY

Like an Amazon queen with falcon feathers climbing
looking down the steep decline
at the turn of the century.

This modern...

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~Lucia~
She is looking at me wide lovely eyes
Am asking for a favor as i recall 
Our sweet sour innocent relationship
That has endured the last few years
I still recall that fateful night we met

She was going...

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