River Of Woe
Estranged, missing like the fuzzy moon in the day sky
Silent words, chastely left to harbour contour.
In my visual sadness of colourless horizons.
Hedges were blowing pits, ghostly float.
Like frightful hollow flashes.
Chilling crying vague woe
Foremost, something dissolves underneath.
Then touched by a constant swim of light.
Black and white rainbow dry.
Of vain rain, absent.
The thing that I listen discreet,
Soon afflictions sins
Where angels, anguish tenderly.
Quarrels' prayers.
River of misery water dim
Boat floating to swim, on the fading lost fog
Like chaste lance, pierce the storm.
Land of sob, approach.
poem by Luca Menin
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