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    Different Times

      By

      Nunzia Castaldo

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      PUBLISHED BY

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      Different Times

      Copyright © 2015 by Nunzia Castaldo

      Cover design by Loris Periani

      Thank you for downloading this e-book. It remains copyright of the author and may not be reproduced or distributed for commercial or non-commercial purposes without permission of the author. It does not allow any alteration of the content.

      Your support and respect for the property of this author are appreciated. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, places or events is purely coincidental. The characters are products of the author's imagination and used fictitiously.

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      Different Times

      The life we ​​are faced with situations that become part of our inner selves and become poetry sometimes sweet and gentle like memories of a happy childhood, other painful and sad when we are exposed to a lack of what is most dear to us.

      The collection of poems Different Times captures these feelings.

      Enjoy the reading

      Index

      1.

      Be careful That cat

      2.

      What were you thinking

      3.

      True love

      4.

      Adaptability

      5.

      Harmony

      6.

      Tell me the truth

      7.

      Tonight

      8.

      On the impossible understanding

      9.

      Here

      10.

      Starfish

      11.

      Ode to complete lunch

      12.

      Clipping

      13.

      Prayer

      14.

      Expect nothing

      15.

      My anxiety

      16.

      The coolest thing

      17.

      It cannot be more than war

      18.

      Snow

      19.

      I remember

      20.

      We live the present

      21.

      There is always sunshine

      22.

      There is snow on the mountains

      23.

      Undecided

      24.

      My steps

      25.

      You do not know what is loneliness

      26.

      Strawberry

      27.

      You go

      28.

      Simple song

      29.

      And let me be sure

      30.

      And then someone

      ***

      1

      Be careful that cat

      Be careful that cat

      which crosses at night

      attracted at once

      headlights

      and it stops in front

      shooting

      back again

      stealthily

      addicted, contract:

      careful

      impact.

      Do not drive distracted

      not to yield to intoxication

      it's hard the windshield.

      Shake that covenant

      tactfully:

      "Look at that cat!"

      ***

      2

      What were you thinking

      In a mystical

      impalpable atmosphere

      the memory of you

      It comes forward

      in outline

      of my youth;

      I knew that was not

      forever yet

      I wanted to believe it.

      In a light

      white gold

      the vision of yourself

      it becomes concrete

      and I wonder now

      what were you thinking

      while your glance

      he was lost as well.

      In a creation

      full of conviction

      placed in your eyes

      the answer is uncertain shows:

      perhaps you thought the world outside

      its colors

      perhaps in truth

      You thought only to freedom.

      ***

      3

      True love

      I confused

      rational thought

      with the reason of thought;

      I got carried away

      the feeling of the moment;

      I did not understand that true love

      it is not thought

      not reasoning

      and even feeling.

      ***

      4

      Adaptability

      Move on

      without looking back

      regenerating the adaptability

      is the need

      of the times.

      Move on

      resolutely

      without thinking about the past

      is capacity

      survival.

      Move on

      is a necessary value

      with firm roots

      no obstacle

      It is unsurpassed.

      ***

      5

      Harmony

      We are reflected lights

      drops reverberated in the sky

      between rain and sun

      the interpretation of our colors.

      We suspended

      indivisible remainder of storm

      arcs of light

      interactions in search of harmony.

      We are natural

      agape conform to its principles

      decaying us

      enchanted by a visual sensation.

      ***

      6

      Tell me the truth

      Tell me a story

      the most beautiful that you know

      uses old words

      that I have not ever heard

      uses rare words

      which remain

      memory

      now and again.

      Tell me a story

      the most beautiful that you know

      uses new words

      that no one ever told me

      not degrade with the ugly history

      which is repeated again

      as an appointment

      at the usual time.

      Tell me the truth

      the truer than you know

      uses the right words

      that no one has ever dared

      do not fool me with falsehood

      conscious and planned

      that makes a mockery

      confidence given.

      ***

      7

      Tonight

      Sky

      under the effect

      clouds of purple

      imaginary color

      tasty ice cream

      blackberry

      first collected

      you open up

      light of the sun

      space

      an island

      to the vast horizon

      with a deep breath

      who knows health.

      Now no longer raining.

      Sea

      above the expanse

      steam rarefied

      slow fermentation

      limbic thrill

      of sparkling wine

      fragrant fruity

      me show fluid

      evaporated after

      for a moment

      infinite light

      and free your mind

      by painful things.

      How calm tonight.

      ***

      8

      On the impossible understanding

      Besides this our heaven

      of small things

      I push the eye of the soul

    >   and I get immense

      universe of great things

      of understanding impossible.

      ***

      9

      Here

      White flower in the dark

      thou art blossomed as my thoughts

      not yet understood

      even from me.

      Here I take you into the lens black

      with emotion

      black as my reason

      it does not seem to improve

      starting from here.

      Here you vanish in the universe

      not yet known

      interiority

      I remain sorry

      in opposition.

      ***

      10

      Starfish

      I'm a star

      the stormy sea

      has thrown

      on the beach

      and impact

      it distorted.

      They are star

      symmetry beaming

      of eccentric madrepora

      water I mirror

      my world of dreams

      reality is shattered

      embittered

      a bitter storm.

      ***

      11

      Ode to complete lunch

      Farewell timbale of macaroni

      wrapped in pasta brisè

      the sound of your crunchy shell

      It was my ode to charge.

      Farewell grilled sausages

      sizzling on the grill

      I snapped with bread

      soaked your aromas.

      Farewell fries

      leaking grease

      I enjoy every last

      in a blaze of satisfaction.

      Goodbye cream and chocolate mousse

      creamy, delicious combined

      the beauty of affection

      It was the spark for my creativity.

      Farewell dinner party

      I know one day we will meet again,

      but not now,

      I now splits the view

      my lunch abstractionist:

      a mixed salad it is.

      ***

      12

      Clipping

      Clipping from life

      special delicacy

      I look at them through the eyes of the heart

      I feel contentment

      I know they have petals wind resistant

      they are living in time.

      Clipping from life

      special humiliation

      I look at them with eyes of shame

      I try suspension

      I know they have sharp blades to lament

      not die in time.

      Clipping from life

      special satisfaction

      I look at them with eyes of pride

      I feel exaltation

      I know they have bubbles inflated by the wind

      of regret over time.

      Clipping from life

      special love

      I look at them through the eyes of mild

      I feel contentment

      I know they have drops of divinity

      They go beyond the time.

      ***

      13

      Prayer

      The group continues its

      I stay in this cell abandoned

      It attracts me silence, intimacy issued.

      Now lying on the bare floor

      I abandon myself to tears

      I let myself go to the feeling.

      I extend my ear over the wall

      I seem to hear an ancient prayer

      I do not pray more, neither morning nor evening.

      I pray not more

      since evil murderess

      He did not spare.

      Twenty years only

      music, profession, love

      unexpressed yet.

      Now lies at the Certosa

      so much youth as he rests

      What should I say, what?

      Lord do: that young people understand

      that life is all about

      Lord is' not throw their loved ones in mourning.

      ***

      14

      Expect nothing

      Do not climb on the car

      who takes you away

      from your interior places

      where you live quiet

      and you feel serene

      do not get on the train

      already occupied by other

      deluding yourself

      that there is room for you

      you want to be honest.

      Do not go with those

      it has no time to expect

      it is not there at heartened

      justifying after

      when you've already solved

      do not tell

      the apology more naive

      to believe again

      who loves you.

      Expect nothing

      that is not the result

      profit that you gave

      the good you've been.

      ***

      15

      My anxiety

      Year 1595: prayer of a young monk

      My anxiety at daybreak

      to you Jesus that I love beyond measure

      intro the walls and the surrounding countryside

      I turn to priegarVi and far is fear.

      Your presence

      I pray deh! Printed in my heart

      silence, penance, apostolate

      intimate life, rule, all its rigor.

      Or that the instinct to my flesh moves

      passion, a strong fault

      I beg the Lord, new hope.

      With San Bruno as artfully

      I go hermit novel, to hardships

      under your blanket, beyond death.

      ***

      16

      The coolest thing

      Under the aura

      of the sun

      that touches the horizon

      you are sapphire.

      You taste salt

      taste of heaven

      light that excludes

      others glow.

      Under clarity

      of my heart

      that lights up

      your words

      the coolest thing

      You are.

      ***

      17

      It cannot be more than war

      Enough war

      just living on the cruelty of living

      and there is no word that can define the dismay

      I feel when I hear

      the ability inhuman

      human

      to hate

      to economize.

      Enough war

      we live on the work of good people

      He has gone before

      her hands have worked

      thinking

      a world of peace

      for us.

      Enough war

      I do not feel better

      if I write words

      I feel helpless

      I feel incapable

      to stop the agony

      yet I want to shout:

      enough war

      we look at the Earth

      as a place of Peace

      cooperation.

      It cannot be more than the war.

      ***

      18

      Snow

      Snowflakes of crystalline

      pirouettes in the air

      this morning

      and I lay there

      where my memories

      They have the border of childhood.

      Snow

      you were up to their knees

      cold boots in too short

      and you played

      under my feet

      moved in silence ...

      It was the night Santa.

      Snow

      you're all a twinkle

      in my world of peace

      you lay now

      and I rest

      too.

      ***

      19

      I remember

      In the third-class carriages overflowing

      of emigrants who r
    eturned to South

      I was sleeping on the brown cardboard suitcase,

      under the linen cloth embroidered by her grandmother

      my summer holidays

      I not spent in the North.

      There was golden light on the islands dazzle of sun,

      the Raphael and Leonardo Da Vinci filed past in the Gulf

      and the sea was blue as your eyes that they sang me a love song

      I remembered in the long swims

      between mineral water that flowed into the sea

      and cool evenings spent tell about the time

      we saw a flying saucer pass

      but in the photo taken in a hurry we were

      just us who were laughing.

      ***

      20

      We live the present

      Relevant concentration

      moment by moment

      we live the present.

      Little details

      seemingly insignificant

      is our life.

      Let us not steal the beauty

      by those who prefer absent

      the mental gymnastics

      it is powerful

      we live the present.

      ***

      21

      There is always sunshine

      In hand gesture

      in the motion of the eye

      trying your hand

      that hints at a goal

      in the wake of the smile

      that illuminates his face

      there is always sunshine.

      The sound that becomes

      heart sweetness

      the word slow

      who want the certainty

      in the eyes of the child

      in flower garden

      there is always sunshine.

      And when evening

      with melancholy

      directed prayer

      holding company

      and clears the memory

      time that goes away

      there is always sunshine.

      ***

      22

      There is snow on the mountains

      Distant white peaks

      early low clouds

      I will prevent the view

      and yet

      there is snow on the mountains

      sunlit peaks

      it lasted only a moment

      the reflected light in the sky

      and yet

      already before seeing it

      I had an inkling

      air lashing

      morning

      and yet

      I am enchanted

      watching wrapped in cold

      Author of this framework

      of immense splendor.

      ***

      23

      Undecided

      Stay or go

      I look at the blue

      the unknown attracts me

      poised

      on the edge of the known

      I had enough of green

      I remain outstanding

      I have reasons to stay

      and reasons to go

      fears also

      no certainties.

      ***

      24

      My steps

      My steps

      with a book in hand

      to recross

      on a stage

      acting

      in a theater play

      that happiness.

      My steps

      in the corridors of hospitals

      waiting for an answer

      in corridors of nursing homes

      waiting for the miracle

      in corridors of nursing homes

      waiting for the end.

      My steps

      in golden sand

      in white sand

      in black sand

      in sharp rocks

      seeking rebirth.

      My steps

      in dolomite rocks

      in fields of daisies

      badlands in plaster

      in fields of ripe barley

      in rows of red vine

      give me life.

      My steps

      the earth trembles

      running down the stairs

     

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