Paul Celano

Rookie (04-26-82 / Michigan)

Paul Celano Poems

1. A Painful Thought 1/18/2009
2. Seductive Winter Dance 1/18/2009
3. Electric Chronic-Techno 1/18/2009
4. To See In Black And White 1/18/2009
5. We Are One 1/18/2009
6. Mind Puddle 1/18/2009
7. Fight The Sun 1/18/2009
8. The Path 1/18/2009
9. That One Night 1/18/2009
10. A Dad's Son 1/18/2009
11. Writer's Block 1/18/2009
12. A Common Day 1/18/2009
13. The Poor Man Cries 1/18/2009
14. Migraine 1/18/2009
15. A Heart Full Of Needles 1/18/2009
16. You Came Back 1/18/2009
17. Blurred 1/18/2009
18. Reality 1/19/2009
19. Real Winter 1/19/2009
20. My Body Is The Bread 1/18/2009
21. Painting Of Life 1/18/2009
22. The Golden Book 1/19/2009
23. My Style 1/19/2009
24. Glasses Of Wisdom 1/19/2009
25. To Rise Again 1/19/2009
26. A Flower 1/19/2009
27. Heaven Or Nature 1/20/2009
28. The Butterfly 1/21/2009
29. A Puddle Of Rejection 1/21/2009
30. Being No One 1/21/2009
31. My True Friend 1/21/2009
32. A Time Forgotten 3/24/2010
33. The Body Pauses 3/24/2010
34. Rated R 6/12/2012
35. A Dream Is Not A Reality 6/12/2012
36. Heart Playing 6/12/2012
37. Truth's Glutted Box 6/12/2012
38. Land Of Beryl 6/12/2012
39. Ocean Of Mind 1/21/2009
40. Dream Girl 1/21/2009
Best Poem of Paul Celano

5 Senses Of Green

I see a signal meaning to go
I see a field where people play
I see the grass needing a mow
I see the seaweed in the bay

I hear the forest sounds of life
I hear the croaking of a toad
I hear the loud shouting from strife
I hear the beeps of matrix code

I taste the bitter of a lime
I taste the freshness burn of mint
I taste the spicy dots of thyme
I taste sour that makes me squint

I smell aroma of cut pine
I smell rich potent olive oil
I smell young grapes throughout the vine
I smell aged food about to spoil

I feel roughness of ...

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Dancing With Soul

Standing chilled
Head down, surrounded by sound
Lights embracing the human body
Keeping it nurtured and warm
Head up, eyes stare forward
Everyone in an avalanche of dance
A raging community of movement
Yet you, the outsider stay glued to the ground
You’re asked to dance

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