Poesie in inglese

I shake your thoughts
like the wind with the harvests,
disjointed sometimes,
moisted paths
of rain and worries
in searching for
and cherish in heart
any mark of tricks.

   2 commenti     di: Chiara S.

Can't sleep without you...
Only in your arms I feel safe,
only in your arms I feel free.

"And I miss you, like the desert miss the rain"

   13 commenti     di: Mirka Naldi

I feel something change.
Stop, please stop change.
Inside I feel everything,
I feel strange sensation of sameness.
Don't want it.
I reject it.
I hate it.
Help me feel alive, out of this monotony.

   4 commenti     di: Jules

In memoria di Jackie Stafford
amica inglese ( traduzione )

Mab
is the Queen
of the Fairies;
on her spider-legged chariot
she jumps
from one night to another
beyond the limits
of the time allowed,
crossing
all lovers' minds
to make them dream
of Love.
Mab
is the Queen
of tricks;
through the fogs
formed
by the mist of sighs,
she makes the world
drunk of madness,
she weave

   2 commenti     di: Giovanni Cuppari

I





At a moment of my senses I think


I am nothing, just feel


The freedom that’s passing by


The people who develop


Some drowning and I breathe


In this translucent sheet


Which rocks and cools


Even under sunshine that enhances


Forms, shadows and corners


From the quadrilateral uterus


Blue and ordinary of the swimming pool.

   4 commenti     di: raysilveira Ray Silveira