I have two best friends one is The Angel of the Lord.
the other is my friend Kay.
I know love matters so I trust In God to be with me always.
Jumping for Joy I am one with Love.
my best friend is amazing even though she might not see it I do and I make sure she knows I see it.
Lions Wolves Bears and Cows.
Under the sunny day I exist on a field of green grass with Kay and Yeshua.
Danny Loves Lucky Luciano Brian Loves Brenda. I love Kay and Yeshua
I wish we were blessed
as Luciano De Crescenzo was…
to see everyone as a sister or brother…
When he said:
We are each of us angels with only one wing
and we can only fly…by embracing one another
LUCCIANO YOU ROSE IN ME
IGNITING MY SENSES
NOTHING ELSE COULD
BE MORE VALID THE
MEANINGFUL UNTIMELY
TAGIBLE LESSONS WE
BATHE IN THE SUNSHINE
THE SOFTNESS OF MY
BROWN NAPE CLINGED
TO THE WARM OILS
MELTING WITHIN MY
SKIN OH LUCKY LUCIANO
HOW'D YOU EVER EVER
GET LUCKY ENOUGH TO
SCORE ME I ADORE THE
PERFUMES THE TANGERINE
ROSES AS THE SHORE KISSED
THE SAND HERE TAKE MY HAND
Words dancing like waves
Upon your mouth as you sing
In rhythmic motion.
Today’s blessing comes from the Italian writer, actor, director and engineer
Luciano De Crescenzo
reminding us the importance of being each other’s sister and brother
We are all angels with only one wing
and we can only fly by embracing one another
have you ever grappled with despair
not in imagery, symbolism or portrayal.
I mean, have you ever felt the elevator drop
the watery weakness that extenuates breath
a depth of fatigue that makes lying on the floor a burden
an aching pounding in your chest,
the broken-glass dryness in your throat
the gritty ache in your eyes
that makes you want to close them forever?
Struggle no more, leaden limbs,
free the weary weight.
Eyes that struggle, release the light.
The body begs to no more fight.
In a blur of sluggish thought,
I whisper sleep's sweet name.
The will has dropped.
The yearning stopped.
I’ll rest on that distant shore.
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.
Songs for this:
Nessun Dorma by Sarah Brightman
Caruso (Live at "Pavarotti International" Charity Gala Concert, Modena 1992) by Luciano Pavarotti, Aldo Sisilli
Pie Jesu by Andrew Lloyd Webber, Sarah Brightman & Paul Miles-Kingston
Today I’m thankful for Luciano De Crescenzo
Who understood how we are all not only angels
but how important it for us to know we are also sisters and brothers…
When he said:
We are each of us angels with only one wing
and we can only fly…by embracing one another.
If you view Luciano Fabro
have your eye& imagination let go
Seen best in broad daylight
a feast&visual delight
2. Aria
Twain kindred souls start slow and reunite,
Same as lovers who split and then made up,
Though, twas a mere slow dance, a Pavane,
Taming a dance floor with their passive feet,
As Faure's piece fades, delayed music mix,
Next, a minuet by Beethoven in G Major, No 2,
Couples one hand clasped together both leads,
Men's other handheld scepters extend outward,
While the ladies other handholds to their dresses,
As the tipsy tune plays like a Lawrence Welk Show.
Now a livelier pace quickens hearts and dancers alike,
For it is a waltz by Johann Strauss' Acceleration Waltz,
Stimulates even barstool occupant whose head swoon,
An ever do-nothing lethargic will enable them to move,
One-step two-step then turn and bow to your partners.
Lovers exchange worshipping lips more than small kisses,
As the orchestra prepares for their tune, rather off-tuned,
Nonetheless, a number by Puccini's Nessum Dorma sung,
Magically, breaths held, as his name was just announced,
The virtuoso, Luciano Pavarotti will sing that famous aria.
2020 January 11
Gangster
Gangster, Gangster, ruthless cold-blooded killer,
Destroyer of life, take no prisoner for bountiful gain.
Business Man, Protector, racketeer of feared innocents,
Taking what you will, secured with violence and pain.
Who are you, what are you, who gives you the right,
Building Empires, from untold misery and blood.
Strong of character, fearing nothing and no one,
Victims revenge is weak and will do them no good.
Persecutor, executioner, henchmen do your bidding,
How can a small, malevolent Man, gain such command?
How many will stand together, to take him down,
None I fear, his domination has infected your land.
Gangster, Mobster, hoodlum or plain villain,
Are you a Capone, Luciano, a Blinder, Mafia or Triad?
Will your name be remembered in glorious infamy?
Or simply a cruel hearted crook gone mad.
Luciano Pavarotti
sang for the posh and snotty
how his songs proved mighty popular
that old fat tum of the Opera
I once heard of a fisher Luciano,
who sang bass as he played on his piano.
Once he fished and cast his line
by mistake hooked his behind
since that day, when he plays he sings soprano.
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11, 11, 7, 7, 11
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Joyful memories carve
a forever-space in time.
Impermanence clips at our heels
with Luciano and Beverly's last songs.
Complacency gnaws at our life-rope
as wild strawberries
go unnoticed,
until the rope snaps
and we hear the cries of Rigoletto
ringing in our ears.
Goodbye, Luciano,
easing through death's door,
no more thy voice shall soar.
Farewell, Luciano,
no longer croon ‘O Sole Mio’
to take thee back to Sorrento.
Adios, Luciano,
unto a peaceful slumber deep,
from the world's travails escape.
Hark! Enrico Caruso,
bid the angels welcome Luciano
into the heavenly choir in the sky.
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