Sapphire blue turns to white As waves greet rocks of black Bella notte, the waves promise, a beautiful night While the road rises to meet me, and welcome me back
Boats rock gently upon your sea The clouds turning pink now Lazily floating above me Homes of orange and yellow and red Stones of black and white and grey Are perched upon the hillside As smartly as the hat upon my head
I gaze upon your wonder and inhale the air of the sea I start off the path, breathing calmly as my mind begins to ease For I am already wrapped in your warmth and charm You have already embraced me as tightly as the hillside embraces thee
Ciao La Spezia! Your beauty and charm I have missed Bella note La Spezia! A beautiful night upon my eyes you have gently kissed
Poet’s Note About La Spezia Italy, a town too beautiful to put into words
I am so glad you are here. Please make yourself at home, here, next to the arm-chair. Let us talk of poetry and life; let us laugh and crack jokes; let us rule the world with our lofty thoughts and electrodes for those out of line.Most likely I will pee a little when we laugh, and my thoughts are usually random rather than lofty, but you know what they say: “The dog of the exceptional wisdom has the bird of sleeping monkeys in his dreams!”Anyway, I was talking to a guy the other day who was high on pot (he was standing on the toilet) and I mentioned my fear of bush hogs and roaches. He comforted me and then asked why I was in the stall with him.So there you go, my full life story nowhere on this page. I feel like we know each other so much better now. Sometimes I’m serious, sometimes I seriously funny, sometimes I’m seriously gassy. I am at all times grateful for your support.If you have an idea to share, or just want to drop a line, you can contact me at email@example.comBe excellent to each other and glitter on glitterbombs.
An isle so lonely, that no one seeks. Full of allure and comeliness, that no one sees. I search, I seek, my Shangri-La, in solitude purdah of wilderness, seeking for my ecstasy. It’s the detritus they see, winsomeness, is what
Billions of billboards and floods of commercials Bombard and pollute young minds and our values Where social vices overwhelm visual material So, what are standards of beauty and virtue? Is beauty really only skin deep, let the young ones judge.