about 2 weeks ago - 2 comments
I lived in that moment, between lightning and thunder of the dark, before the night before the cry of silence, a moment suspended in the infinite time. I do not like it in pdf Download the post offer me a coffee ... if you like what I write .... and to do the live site. Thanks
about 1 month ago - No Comments
Publishing the article that was published in "my" parish bulletin. I think not to offend anyone and in any event espirmo what I think and feel. John Paul II has certainly been a great man as well, in my opinion, a great Pope would appreciate that the comments may be directed to what I wrote and
about 1 month ago - No Comments
We left in a black night as our skin. In 150 a barcarola could not contain himself. All rise, massed to fight the cold, with salt, against water, the fear. The silence broken by the crying of any baby, first aid from his mother's womb. We have invested their life savings for a
about 1 month ago - No Comments
We are different in every moment, every moment we change our being. The one that begins' these petty ways, not the now that I will not be 'that they will conclude that'. And be there, live, grow, change: I was not, probably, maybe I will '. Like I do not like the post Download in pdf if you offer me a coffee ...
about 2 months ago - 1 comment
Human desire for change again, reacting to events, turning pages, beating new paths, seeking new identity ', but the bottom line remains themselves. 1 Person delighted by this post I do not like the post Download pdf offer me a coffee ... if you like what I write .... and to do the live site. Thanks
about 2 months ago - No Comments
I would like to use your body as parchment dipped in ink would not write novels, nor poetry, but that one word to represent you for what you are: love. I do not like it in pdf Download the post offer me a coffee ... if you like what I write .... and to do the live site. Thanks
about 3 months ago - No Comments
I lost days and nights waiting for a blossoming flower, that ever I saw, because I kept my eyes closed and now that I open them, I do not feel the scent. As night falls, I wonder if I'll wake up tomorrow to live, to dream again and to forget. 1 Person delighted by this post I do not like Download
about 3 months ago - 1 comment
Picking up shards of sky, I found glitter of stars, but no beat of life. Mosaic collapsed by drawing uncertain days without color, graying out of nowhere. Dust, in poor, waiting for night to look up searching for the true light of the moon. I do not like it in pdf Download the post offer me a coffee ... if that
about 3 months ago - No Comments
You Positano. Competition of poems "The movements of the soul" 2011 edition are open enrollment and Posidonia Positanonews The cultural association with the sponsorship of Positano organize "The movements of the soul" a day dedicated to poetry, 3rd Edition The cultural association Posidonia Positanonews and sponsored by the City of Positano are organizing the third edition of "
about 3 months ago - No Comments
And it starts again, after exactly 45 days back in the office but not in the office from which we have "seen" in the last 3 years. I already know I'll be close to 2 Capetti, that the work will be more frentico, but I'll be closer to home, the bike will not have a place indoors, the coffee
about 1 year ago
Too easy, right? Walking on the sand of a beach back and forth.
There comes a time where you have to give back to the sea and decided to climb the mountain.
We look at the horizon, but I need to see the paths made, the unnecessary and wrong
From above, I would like to see the road still to be done the right way to get to .... the star of the night or maybe the last one disappears in the morning, giving way at dawn.