| POETRY ELEVEN
Goodbye Father You Were the Best
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| by Tiziana Pantaleoni
Qualities, precious fragments prisoners of the hard rock of earth, re-united, perfectly, in You.
While, still a child, beaming by your side, crowd bound thinking “this is my father”, my eyes brinning with pride.
No other man has ever brought me so many gifts, interconnected.
IRONY alone can reveal the Mistery of a Smiling Destiny, This made you GREAT.
GENEROSITY, the will to undestand Pain, Courage to look between the folds, made you UNIQUE.
The Taste for Life and her pleasures, The curiosity and interest in all around you Gave Sprinklings of Wit, Humorous Saying and Verts of Truth to ours talks.
When , the Blackness came around me, like a blanket, you were there, protecting me from the insidious night. No judgement, no sentences, Just Love.
And,now,broken MIND, HEART, BODY from the Pain.
All I want are WORDS, again TALKS, again LOVE, again.
they know each other, more than humanly possible.
And, the more distant and divided, through fiery transubstantiation and intense visceral pain, the neurons seek each other out.
Synapses, imperceptible and invisible, pactching the empty distances.
and, now, the shireking disharmony of Passion -chess like- -black and white- illuminating, blowing, uplifting, light and slight, Dance of Love. |
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