Lost Quintain (Sicilian) Poems

"Everything holds a tinge of beauty, something unique,
but not everyone recognizes something beautiful."
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I wonder why bereaved people even bother with mourning clothes when the grief itself provides such an unmistakable wardrobe. Jandy Nelson

What I scribe assists and...

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As a credo, freedom is a way of abounding.
It depicts the core of man and his existence. 
A memory that calls for full understanding.
How can...

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I long to hear the wandering rill;
its gentle song as it wanders past land.
Finding strength--so soon lost to a hill.
Meanders only creeks understand.
Deep in dreams,...

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Pitifully, it seems my volcano has erupted—Somerset Mougham

Awaiting ink and feather to perform, my volcano has erupted
Gloomy den, I listen to crackling fire, nothing of...

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When The Party Is Over

When the party’s over, the rising sun shines, with all eyes squinting
Make-up smeared on face’s, some have slimy snail skin
A woman...

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Waves pummeled her bow, causing the schooner to rock
as a tempest wind heaved its feral breath into her sails.
The crewmen were steadfast, but had the...

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Glowing, golden orb is lost,
    plunged into a molten fire.
        reduced to streaks of red...

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Little peasants gather fuel.
They stock their homes and gather goods
For they are getting ready for winter's rule.
For so in the deep woods,
Winter can be cruel.

There...

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The holidays come so fast, then gone,
scarce time to enjoy just the moment.
Family waves ‘hello’ and ‘so long’
as they revel in that bestowment.
Hugs and kisses...

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Love's winds were at their crest
when you lost your job.
We did our part; God did the rest;
then our home was robbed.
The winds blew raw; love...

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Climate change is happening much too fast,
global warming could be devastating.
Rising ocean waters are now forecast;
if short-sighted lies keep circulating,
our future could be a thing...

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(Valentine's Collection)

30.

When with your beauty, I hear Angel's sing,
in love's embrace shooting stars 'cross the sky.
In passion's thrall all our love we do bring,
my Valentine,...

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It's hard to go day by day, 
Remembering all you had to say; 
I think about you everyday, 
I thought of you teh most today....

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Wonder when
the sun will break through
these clouds that have entered
the skies no longer blue
its favorite color.

Wonder when
these eyes will see through
the fog that has obscured
the...

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