Monday, 12 February 2007

Poetry by Aurora D'Amico

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"Do you have ideas?"
whispered the night
turning him
frowned her back
"I see the ancient vessel,
into raptures to the sight of the Arcadia"
said the dream looking her
hopeful
"Romantic utopia!"howled
the wind
"You will find your end!"
called the souls from cemetery

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DIAMONDS OF THE TIME

Diamond pink, diamond grey
in the end of the door
in the black hole of illusion.
In the heart our colours shatter
faded.
Wall...
acid stars.


Aurora D'Amico 2007
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