POETS ARE PRETTY GOOD AT THEM!

 

 

Why should the two of us ever have met,
defying all statistical fate and probability?
We didn’t have to sail Mediterranean Seas
(our beloved and yet bloody Mare Nostrum),
nor did we have to climb the Atlas Mountains,
nor cross your deadly yet fascinating deserts…
It took few clicks to get together in the ether,
but now I dream of you in scenes geographical,
compare your skin to moons of unknown beauty,
and promise we shall meet in The Bard’s theatres!
So, is it Love, or simply Spanish castles in the air?

 

 

PoetaMatusèl reads
POETS ARE PRETTY GOOD AT THEM!

 

Copyright © 2014 Guido Comin PoetaMatusèl – Belluno, Italy. All rights reserved.

 

 

 

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VERA IMMERITATA MERAVIGLIA

 

Tra i cespugli grigi della strada,
ce n’è uno colorato, tutto giallo,
rosso, poco verde, ed arancione,
che nella luce fioca del tramonto
– quasi fosse un albero a Natale –
sembra come fosse illuminato,
però addobbato da mani di fate
e decorato, ma solo al naturale.
Poi scompare nel retrovisore,
eppure io lo ho identificato
questo nuovo dono che regali,
tuo nuovo prodigio d’autunno!

 


 

   

Legge PoetaMatusel:  VERA IMMERITATA MERAVIGLIA

 

Copyright © 2012 Guido Comin – Belluno, Italy. All rights reserved.

 
 
 

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