Anthony Cavuoti


Anthony Cavuoti Poems

321. Very Bright And Warm 10/29/2012
322. Wanting To Speak 12/11/2012
323. Was A Place 8/20/2012
324. Water Your Muster Seed 9/21/2013
325. Way Too Often We Project On Our Lover The Abuse We Suffered As Children And Way Too Often They Do The Same To Us 3/14/2016
326. We All Have Our Blind Spots, 11/12/2015
327. We Amplified Each Other's Desires 11/15/2015
328. We Are Love Is 9/20/2012
329. We Are Connected In More Ways Than We Know. 3/20/2016
330. We Are Flexible And Alive, 10/21/2012
331. We Are Life 4/7/2015
332. We Are Not Machines 6/27/2013
333. We Cannot Afford More Of This Modern Day Rome 11/6/2012
334. We Did Not Travel Through Universes Of Time Simply To Be Well-Adjusted Good Consumers 5/2/2013
335. We Enjoy Each Others Hiding Places For A While 4/7/2015
336. We Go From 8/21/2012
337. We Have 11/25/2015
338. We Have A Tendency To Ridicule And Attack One Another Harshly On The Deepest Levels 11/7/2012
339. We Have Powers, Abilities, Gifts That Only We Know Of, 8/26/2013
340. We Learned Even More From How We Are Lost 12/14/2015
341. We Promised The Light, 4/21/2013
342. What Did You Come Here To See 5/14/2013
343. What Good Is Freedom 11/19/2012
344. What If 6/9/2016
345. What Is It That Most People Do 12/13/2015
346. What Is It That We Experience 8/17/2011
347. What Privet And Tender Moments 10/19/2012
348. When Cherished There Is No Stopping Us 1/1/2016
349. When I Was A Child A Bully Would Challenge Me 10/21/2012
350. When Jesus Went To Jerusalem 5/15/2013
351. When We Love Sincerely, Generously And Deeply We Recreate Creation Again, 1/2/2013
352. When We Where Younger We Had So Much Priceless Wisdom 10/13/2012
353. When You Fee 12/8/2012
354. When You Love 5/27/2013
355. When You Wake Up In The Middle Of The Night With Long For Her Your Soul. 12/17/2015
356. Which Is You 1/2/2016
357. Without Love We Die 9/20/2015
358. Xena 8/7/2015
359. Yes, There Are Two Gods 8/18/2011
360. Yet Do Not Know 7/19/2013
Best Poem of Anthony Cavuoti

You But Not The Real You

We are more then ego;
It is you but not the real you.
Ego is b (be) to C, no where near I yet.

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Discontinuous Existence

We do not die, instead we live a discontinuous existence. This life here, my body, my thoughts, memories, feelings, what I am physically, once this is over it is over. Anything else is just an allusion. When we die it is over, nothing is going to recreate us, make us again. Restore us to what we are. It is over the end. No more. End of story. Final curtain. The dirt sleep. Or is it.

Could not resonances of this life carry over to our next life, be with us in the after life, in the life betwee

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