I remember when you smiled
You showed most of your teeth
Thinking back…
I picture it like your skull
Or when you blushed from laughter
You turned so red
Red…, red…, red…
Like the blood you drew from me
Hollow egg…
Empty shell…
But with a stomach
Filled with alcohol
Some nights it’s hard to sleep
Why did you turn out like this?
I cannot take back
What was taken from me
But if I take from you
Then I can get back to sleep
If a permanent solution is wrong

A huge shadow fell over my heart
on 2013's dawn,

a few weeks ago, diagnosed
and now, an "earth angel", is gone!

She didn't live an easy life
but, joy did dance in her eyes;

I watched that joy drain quickly
as her spirit ceased it's cries.

I'll always be able to celebrate
Debi's life, and not her end;

I hold her dear in my mind's library
so, she'll forever be my friend.

In my inner heart of hearts
and in the center of my mind,

The shimmer
of it
fascinates
until the touch

A cold hand
trying
to caress you

Sweat-creeping
betraying the facade

The tainted trap
laid by detectives
determined
deceivers

Springing forth
pouring
or the beautific glow
of athletic youth

The cold caressing
stench steaming
all over
passions spent

Like tasting
trickles of sour
rancid flesh

devouring the taste
of your
cold caress

Singed edges, ancient pages, 
faded vellum paled by time,
the ever growing patina of our dreams, 
there written in the minds of every man and woman, 
this secret book of words, not ever spoken, 
allowed to be quite silent, still, unbroken, 
what gems, what horrors, 
what is hidden from out eyes, a wealth of thoughts 
that always come to nought, 
and yet their meanings have been useful now and then, 
when needed by the host; 
perhaps becomes the language of our ghosts.

Standing at a crossroads
not knowing which way to turn
one could be salvation
one crash and burn

No control over his life
drugs and alcohol addicted
all his vices self-inflicted
pleasing anyone who'd buy him a drink
not much lower could he sink
Rehab or an early grave
a decision he could no longer stave
to his addictions a slave

before the wave broke causing death and destruction
the dogs fled inward from the coastal stations
knowing the worst was yet to come,
desperate to save themselves, saw some
men unlike the animals gazing out to sea
Wondering at the sudden tranquility.
The beach had suddenly become vast
waters receded, fish breathing their last
Man not realising till the wave churned
All were engulfed, some never returned

just about great

poets must compose
so that many continue to search
the heart of the creator at that moment
I step into the soul of my subject
to imagine how I'd feel
had I been the one in that situation
none-the less,
each one must have one’s own fibre
to brave the knife
the sword,
the curse
the slicing tongue
how can I ever be all in one
so my feelings are the outcome
of one’s peculiar situation
as at that moment

Neapolitan [language of my maternal side]
FENESTRE
Apra ‘e fenestre
Vuoglio sentí
cantà o mare
vuoglio chiangà cu lluna
a soja malinconia

Apra e fenestre
Lassa vení a nnote
fa trasí e stelle
no core
Lassa fora a morte

STANDARD ITALIAN

FINESTRE
Apra le finestre
voglio sentir’cantare
il mare.
voglio piangere
colla luna
la sua malinconia .

Her captors did not hesitate
To desecrate and mutilate
Her consercrated cavern.

Now it lies,
Rent as the tomb of Christ,
And crying out
With Abel's voice.

The less taken path
Is her open grave,
The dry bush is her wreath.

The marching ants
May pay her homage
With bits of cockroach legs.

The crickets sing a requiem mass,
The spiders weave her shroud,
The blinded earthworms silently
Declare a solemn feast.

you comment on my works
and
I shall yours as I always too
you ring my door bell
as others do....

then neither one of us will be alone
I promise you

but once in a while
when a guys guts ache
and so one is lonely too
and
when the docs at the gate
a pregnant lady is not lonely
isn't it so true?

So friends and friendly ones
when you are lonely and blue
who else can you think of
but a friend that have you
that;'s who,
you now know too..