Anthony Cavuoti

Anthony Cavuoti Poems

81. Extended Family 11/6/2012
82. Face The Abuse And Trauma Neglect That You Went Through And Free Yourself 11/18/2016
83. Facebook Is Heaven For People With Attachment, Intimacy Issues 9/9/2012
84. Fed Up With The Attitude Of A System Of Indifference 10/29/2011
85. Feel Sad, 11/8/2012
86. Fill Your Dream 5/13/2013
87. Find Your Own 5/15/2013
88. Flying Birds In The World Of Flightless Birds 6/12/2013
89. Fossilized Part Of Them Is Still Alive 12/11/2012
90. Found Even When You Hide. 6/2/2015
91. From Here To Eternity 12/24/2015
92. God Guides Each Of Us In A Unique Way 3/22/2013
93. God Saves Us Daily 12/10/2012
94. Good Dreams 8/15/2012
95. Great Beyond Anything We Know We Are 1/30/2013
96. Great Gift 10/25/2012
97. Greater Than Dionysus 8/28/2015
98. Hate It When 4/14/2012
99. Haunted By Lovely Memories 11/11/2015
100. Have You Ever Came Out Of Your Cellophane Wrapper 11/11/2015
101. Her Arms Are So Long 7/3/2016
102. Her Coffee Table 8/6/2015
103. Her Flagrant Decay Compounded Her Irresistible Enchanting Dark Powers. 10/19/2015
104. Her Future Self, Her Soul Would From Time To Time Chime In, Speak To Me 10/25/2015
105. Her Voice Would Excite Me 12/11/2015
106. He's A Living Dynamics Of The Vitality Of Life. 12/5/2015
107. Hide Go Seek. 10/16/2015
108. Hits You Like A Kick In The 8/19/2012
109. Hose That Seem Solid In Their Arrogance On Fixed And Established Ways 8/10/2013
110. How I Miss 12/21/2015
111. How I Was Formed 12/20/2015
112. How My Passion Rose 12/10/2015
113. I Am No Mistake. 11/27/2015
114. I Could Not Resist Her 9/8/2015
115. I Followed Her Into The Darkness And Got Lost 8/6/2015
116. I Have Witness Many Great Things In This World 9/18/2012
117. I Have Witness Many Great Things In This World, In This Life 9/15/2012
118. I Needed Her 3/13/2016
119. I See Them 9/8/2012
120. I Simply Was Tired Of The Draconian Way Of Life 3/30/2013
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My God, My God, Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me

My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me, we all have such moments, all seems hopeless. There is nothing, still we go on, we find a way. If we have done works of the soul, if we have moments before the cross where we where true to our core, those muster seeds will carry our depths, our soul, our life to a new life here or to new lands, to new hope, to more noble fulfilling desires to better more refined worlds to come.

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Once More

In deep peaceful sleep and death we are with God.
We are the fish, God is all great lakes and oceans and
we peacefully exist in him.
In this life others needs of us awaken us from sleep.

In death other souls, loved ones and worlds might enchant us to go out down a stream, or river, away from gods center, away from our home, out of the lake and that life will be just as real as where we are now. From God to God once more.

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