by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 To those who need to keep score, wealth for the rich, is measured in gold. Children, the treasured bullion reserved most for the poor. Crystal high ceilings, over dirt floor, speak to position, speak to the station, But the best measure of a nation, is still the wealth … Continue reading Wealth
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“Burden is Light”
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019
Spring Comes
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Old-faithful, evergreen eruptions, pierce the sky. Like Paschal candles, Sun-flame flickering off their tops remind us, not all beneath the snow-white funeral cloth is dead; but lives still, reposed in quiet hibernations. To awake refreshed, ready to re-clothe the spirit when spring comes.
Come una ninnananna la pentola di mia mamma cantò sempre per me
By Paul C. Binotto © 2018 Come una ninna nanna la pentola di mia mamma cantò sempre per me. Oh, come l'ha riempito col cuore, traboccante. Il suo amore è stato dato così liberamente lì, come quando mi ha allattato al seno, Il bambino di mamma sarà sempre, e mamma, l'unica ragazza per me. … Continue reading Come una ninnananna la pentola di mia mamma cantò sempre per me
Precipices and Plains Sight
Water at The Wave: https://www.thewave.info/ (Image may be subject to other copyright) By Paul C. Binotto © 2019 It’s at the abrupt changes in elevation; land, sea, or skywhere Mother Nature uses all creation to humble the mind's eye with confusion – what is up, what is down – her greatest illusion, whether precipice or plain … Continue reading Precipices and Plains Sight
Truth by Light of Day Will Rise
By Paul C. Binotto © 2018 Many a man, in a sea of truth by light of day will rise,to the top on the back of his inflated lies,but miss in night, the sea and sky, for all their proof. That sea is up and down is sky. And, far is near, and near … Continue reading Truth by Light of Day Will Rise
A Single Day of Joy
by Paul C. Binotto © 2018 A single day of joy takes up more room In the heart than a thousand days of sorrow. There won’t always be, for one thousand, room Or even one more, tomorrow. Take today’s joy to bed like a lover Hold her close beneath the covers, tight, Like no … Continue reading A Single Day of Joy
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