Earlier this year, my wife and I visited Pompeii. We saw the ruins and the people who perished but were preserved in the moment of their deaths. That inspired this poem.
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As we grieve the passing of anothe… Our mending hearts shattered one m… We reach out to heaven, ask what w… Forsaken we are, though guilty of… But here we stand firm, our faith…
Few things in life do matter That gives us satisfaction Usually the end of things The pure joy of completion And a simple evening meal
It is time to go Every night he prays steadfast That it be his last Pleasures have deserted him Tomorrows are looking grim
Much longer it’s taken Is the end even in sight? Or must we wait till when All our hair turns white! Wish we can travel again
An emotion, ephemeral and fugitive Swept him when he saw her last nig… Bitter rage, childish and primitiv… But then he realized, he has no ri… Yes, the feeling drifted away quic…
The biting wind howls A drunk insolent hound The moon and stars Nowhere to be found The night dreary and cold
They met in the summer of their yo… In a faraway place, a school up in… He’s a man of the world, that’s th… But she’s sheltered, living as Go… There was magic when they saw each…
When young, we haven’t been around… Nearly everything, we could rememb… Whether all those events really ha… Who knows, but it didn’t really ma… Dreams and fantasies all we had wh…
Someday... someone… Will wander into your life She’ll rock your world; turn it up… She’ll put an end… To all of your emotional strife
Smiles in our faces, oh! this joyo… As the strings of the Ninth perme… A spring in our steps; a lilt in o… Joy in our hearts, there’s no room… For the world’s been reborn; sprin…
Tonight was simply amazing And my heart’s still beating fast At long last she and I met A friendship I hope forever last I’ve adored her from a distance
Rain never ending Barren hillsides devouring Mudslides triggering The rain’s often a blessing Or catastrophe brewing!
I looked and chose a thick one Tossed it sideways into the water Grimacing; sticking out my tongue One, two… Quickly, it goes under… Then she looks around, a flat one
As a youth, I felt like superman An immortal, an ultimate warrior But life tempered my outlook Sadly, now I have become a worrie… © F Aparici
Once upon a time in a village by t… There lived a lady whom we shall c… She likes to work all day Till the sky’s dark and gray She toils non-stop for she loves t…