Michael Tucci

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Michael Tucci Biography

I have dabbled in poetry from a very young age. In college as an English major, I took several years of creative writing, lucky enough to have a professor who was actually a published poet, and learned that poetry was not such an easy thing as I had supposed. After a long hiatus after college, some two decades, I began writing again as an extra dimension to a dark, instrumental music project I have called Conscience Whispers. Poetry, to me, is about sound and imagery, about evoking emotion from within, not from the surface. Words are mere notations on a page in prose, but, in the hands of a poet, they are power, dream, mysticism, fantasy- they create a realm in and of themselves not accessible by mere writing.)

The Best Poem Of Michael Tucci

C'Est La Vie

A vast lot of abandoned souls.

The cherry-orange tinge of rotting carcasses of
Past technological advances. Then, the "WOW"
Of their time, now forgotten.

Once shiny, proud, peacock-esque
Now piled like cord wood reaching for the
Sky while melting back to dust.

The sounds of time adrift on the
Breeze, yield a slight, shrill hint of
What once was. So subtle that most
Care less to even listen, if they were
Actually open to the surroundings
They inhabit.

What happened to these hulks, now
Prostrate, silent, in the windswept dust
Of their final decomp slumber?

Who cares? C'est la vie…

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