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lend me your ear I shed a tear for all to draw so ever near my dear the living queer generating with the eye with a sweet lulabye in disguise...

filter through the inner mind where solace binds and reason is there for I hear inner voices in my head with choices the junkie on the street...

into the arms of rap that's where its at buiding through the confusion in fusion got flames coming out my baseball cap I'm in need of a nap keep...

Back in the Summer of eighty five thank God I was still alive music was filling the streets as I chilled by the strip here's the trip many girls...

the scent of lavender on the dew through cascading rolling mountains of joy surface through the moon in the tender month of June we have been...

brocoli rob smoke the hemp the day after that mechanical man Al Gore took the stand I couldn't cry over Bourdain tried to see what he was up to...

Theirs is a strange art, the weaving of Air and sound into a weightless tapestry hanging in the church, a vibrating cloth free of sorrows that...

See Me.... see me through the seaweed torn muck of the oceanic plains see me throught the plight of common circumstance see me on the patio...

Ever so often you come across a composition that leads one to take flight. In the distance their are corridors that lead to places of resistance,...

He calms the storms, the waves He can hush so those in distress into His arms will rush. He redirects the wind, tells it where to go so those...

Poetic Carousel Pt. I (1) Midas Touch my meager skull personates the granduer the illustrative muse above the challenge to care to share...

through the long lens we often will bask into the trash..., a gift to renew; in borrowed basement pews insde we often will ponder a common...

out on the streets where people meet she had a hunger for a touch hero's beckoning plow each new day wth a beckoning smile to know all the great...

capture a unique smile to wallow in the serenity there I sat again with tender flame eyes of passion on the never wheel forgotten promises from...

Paris est grandiose Je vois Paris en une fleur d'avril d'un jardin bien soigne Dans sa couleur rosee je le vois En la saveur du vin le plus...

simple times flow through simple measures, ever so often we come across a text that is penned so exquisite Here is just namely a few : The...

hearts to unfold, the liquid courage is in the past give you something to grasp dat rit tit tit tat he comes to us from a far off pier...

Whispers... today I stand alone in the pinnacle of Rome looking for my bed and rest my actual home in days of waste give trace to fade away blue...

5/14/18 ( Mario William Vitale Latest Poetry Pieces ) on 5/14/18 I wrote on the topic of the heart and willing to share my poetry to the masses,...

you could burn me at the stake use me as a dish rag so I write on the topic of pee my critics disagree with me I'm still holding my own...