Inesistente Che non vuol dire niente Una parola Sola soletta, però, Disse tutto e ancora un po’. Anna “Annina” Lorenzi, #DiGetto – #Haiku&Tanka – 31 marzo, 2022 Foto originale: Bruno Martins su Unsplash Inexistent which doesn’t mean anything A word Just one word, though, Said everything and a little more. Anna “Annina” Lorenzi, #InOneGo – … More Di getto… / In one go… – Tanka #01 – (It/En)
– 🇮🇹 Contro ogni forma di guerra. Sempre. / 🇺🇸 Against all forms of war. Always. – Combatto l’odio indossando un sorriso. Che pace giunga. Anna “Annina” Lorenzi, #DiGetto – #Haiku&Tanka – 20 marzo, 2022 Foto originale: Devin Qvery su Unsplash I combat hate putting on a smile. Let peace come. Anna “Annina” Lorenzi, #InOneGo … More Di getto… / In one go… – Haiku #02 – (It/En)
– 🇮🇹 Contro ogni forma di guerra. Sempre. / 🇺🇸 Against all forms of war. Always. – Cadono bombe desiderio di pace l’animo piange. Anna “Annina” Lorenzi, #DiGetto – #Haiku&Tanka – 31 marzo, 2022 Opera: “WAR 🕊PEACE”, JoritFoto originale: dal profilo FB dell’autore Bombs fall A desire for peace Souls cry. Anna “Annina” Lorenzi, #InOneGo … More Di getto… / In one go… – Haiku #01 – (It/En)
– In one go… #27 – In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – To smile, again, To glide, dream, fly, Live… Breathe. It seemed. Snapshots of a mirage. January 3, 2022Original photo: Jerry She on Unsplash In the style of #TheMicroscope & #TheRollerCoaster (Some Call It Poetry) – ARE YOU READY? Buy it now! … More World Poetry Day
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – Lost, broken, burned, Dribbled. There’s no more time. Not now, not for us. But wasn’t it supposed to be relative Not real, nor objective? And yet… Time out. Jammed gear, A goner, finished. On a freezing steel table I lay down memories and … More In one go… #26
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – Unbreakable… The unbreakable broke. Bleeding wound, Rhagades in the heart. Indifference I forcefully inject And I don’t feel you anymore. December 12, 2021Original photo by: Jilbert Ebrahimi on Unsplash In the style of #TheMicroscope & #TheRollerCoaster (Some Call It Poetry) – ARE YOU READY? Buy it … More In one go… #25
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – I feel… Light the breeze That softly touches my face Faraway voices Loose themselves in the darkness Acrid the smell Of an inexistent city. The moon in silence Observes While a tear Slips down slowly Losing itself, alone, in nothingness. Everything is shut … More In one go… #24
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – I dare you. Turn everything off Don’t listen to The river flowing Let it go Indifferent Everything slips by No one Can hurt you anymore. – OFF – Everything off I don’t hear you The river flows I let it go Indifferent, I … More In one go… #23
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – Drop after drop after drop after… The vase overflows By now full to the rim with nothing Night drowns In a sky deprived of stars In the blowing wind A street lamp sways Hanging in a darkness That it barely knows how to … More In one go… #22
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – I lost the words… Maybe they were lost in the enveloping darkness Maybe they were bitten off in a miscalculated breath. Or maybe they were obscured by too much thinking, Or intimidated in my not wanting to hurt you. Or, maybe, they only … More In one go… #21
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – Pale sunset Skeletons of trees resigned to autumn A humid September breeze is about to end. Time flows, it’s dying. Thoughts get distracted At the song of a tiny feathered being. September 29, 2021Photo by: A19 In the style of #TheMicroscope & #TheRollerCoaster (Some Call It … More In one go… #20
It’s foggy, today. The first fog of the year. Up until a bit ago, it was a really beautiful white sheet. It’s foggy, today. The sun won’t show up. Trees, lawns, streets, and buildings get all mixed up in the gray nuances. The air smells of damp earth, of fertilizer, and cement. And of a … More The Microscope: excerpt #10
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – I’ll wait without ever disturbing defending a promise a memory, your honor. I’ll wait letting you go so your “I” could be light and free to fly. And if of this world will end, then, all time in another life you, come to … More In one go… #19
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – I’ll protect your silences, the time you need, your instants of peace, your space, your world. I’ll protect your words and your promises, each and every one of your truths, whether they’re doubts or certainties. And if you stumble on a memory that … More In one go… #18
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – But you continue to smile, really. At the dawn of the day, which smells of coffee, drawing deeply on the first cig, while the sun rises, the air smells of dampness and cement, for an instant letting go of all your thoughts to … More In one go… #17
Cold, freezing, empty, nothingness, everything shut down. Agitating messily, the leaves in the wind through the beating rain and the darkness of the night. The room dark, the storm rages, the soul trembles, fear invades. (…) From The Microscope. A collection of snapshots immortalized with a pen, “Snapshot n. 11”. #TheMicroscope (Some Call It Poetry) ARE YOU … More The Microscope: excerpt #9
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – I write words as if you could still read them… as if they could still get to you… Don’t forget my glance, the sound of my voice, the laughs, who we were, who I am, who I was… Make sure that it’s at … More In one go… #16
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – And that’s how the shadows fell The sun and stars shut themselves off Everything changed its shape Taking on the form of nothingness. At the dawn of that new day Just a thick fog. May 25, 2021 Original photo by: Tiago Vasconcelos on … More In one go… #15
FZzzzz… The unmistakable sound of the nth uncorking precedes the first icy sip. A sip that goes down fast, intense, directly from the mouth to the stomach. A stomach that is closed, knotted, tense, as if hit by a sudden punch. Another sip. The smoke of the first draw fogs the vision. Only for seconds. … More The Microscope: excerpt #8
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