As I said I am also a amateur poet ... interested parties can read below a selection of my poems. Most of these are published in the series of national poetry contest "March 8 ... and not only" organized by the Municipality of Reggello (FI).
The latest ...
Violence (2008)
came home
have attacked;
fierce wind, a loud groan
pain too sad for song;
wild wind, moaning with tears,
the dark cloud
sounds the death knell for the whole night;
sad storm, without mercy,
her tears are vain
cries for help ... in vain.
Nude woods, whose branches reach out,
dark beach and deep sea.
Weep for her and for evil in the world.
There once was a world away from our ...
where music, moonlight and love were one.
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Donna Letizia (2003)
Dressed Damina of the eighteenth century
has lost something that he knew of child
What time is changed to a delicate
The woman's attitude His warm hand squeezing mine.
Climb on the bandwagon now that
Lights to fire the gun ...
abundant waterfalls of Confetti and
Shooting stars and the sun refracted
Gusts of music that blend
the applause, the shouts.
A big party that the crowd goes crazy
Embraced
do not notice the commotion around us
born during Carnival
Something new for me ...
The love for a woman.
Women (Fiordistella) 2004
Among millions of stars
a small star shines up there ...
the meadow covered with flowers
a small flower is blooming down there ...
... hidden in the grass
Deep in my heart
What
What shining star of a flower bud
E 'born to love you ... Women
The Waiting (2005)
Poetry inspired by the work of the artist viareggio Inachus Bancalana, reported in 'bronze work of Jonathan Francesconi, located on the pier Viareggio
Wind south-west, the sea is stormy.
Woman sailor on the ship party
Fifteen months ago
aspects on top of the pier,
day after day,
scrutandol'orizzonte
with your children: one in
arm of eleven months, he does not know his father,
another five years
attached to the skirt ...
Long is the Wait
can only hope ...
silent tears ...
Soon is the March 8 Women's
sailor, you will be without mimosa?
a voice from the plains of the Peace (2006)
a voice from the plains of peace
woods sussurrodi a peace
from a crystalline source
murmur of peace from the high mountains echo a murmur of peace from
the waves of the sea of \u200b\u200bpeace
dallapioggia swing a rattle the windows of peace
the star shine bellad el cielo peace
from your mouth, honey, a note
melodious love and peace.
Mailmondo has a history of a war
this war and future war
humanity praying for peace peace peace ...
Peace always, everywhere peace, peace
in hearts, 'Tell me more courage
divine creature
woman in my life sissurrami
the love he has for me ...
dream to live out their lives with you in a world of peace.
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