Joseph M Donatelli Poems

A bow pulled actoss the strings of a violin
In a movement practiced so naturally
Repeatedly the musician flows freely
Eyes rolled back in measured ecstasy
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Where is it written that I must obey
What ever feelings from the inner I say
I have experienced the whole long way
Loyalty to nature's genetic purée
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Could it have had a different outcome
I've heard that enough to make me numb
Decisions made on yesterday's facts become
Granite markers with names on them
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Im still sitting here after all these years
Wonder fills me as another question nears
Before it reaches me I foresee the stear
The answer lies somewhere deap in here
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Evaporating ice and snow is disappearing
Yellow daffodils their glowing faces opening
Rise from wet brown mud of winters leaving
The sun is higher and brighter each morning
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Those who fearfully cloak themselves
In dark gray suites of normalcy
Point their fingers at those of us
Who creatively stand out fearlessly
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After a bright night of rightful thinking
On the way life could be if men were seeing
It's his nature to be buddy mentoring
Strong man masculinity isent threatening
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When the time has come to know
What makes the difference go so
Between real and imagined flow
The only answers found are no
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She likes to see me dressed in blue
She like to see me dressed in black
She likes to see me dressed in gray
What colors shall I wear today
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Sanity insanity the conscious mind
Is preoccupied with present time
With I needs and I perceives and
Rarely grips it's reality insanity flips
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