Louis Borgo Poems
|401.||When Is Real Being Real Enough||3/1/2015|
|402.||Law Of Attraction||2/14/2015|
|404.||The Man Of The Poet||10/5/2013|
|406.||Gathering My Thoughts||12/24/2010|
|407.||Girl Next Door||7/5/2014|
|408.||Good Morning And Good Day||6/30/2015|
|410.||True Dear Friend||12/26/2009|
|411.||Stand By Me||2/14/2015|
|412.||The Right Tear Of A Mountain Tear||7/23/2013|
|415.||Moon Said To The Sun||7/29/2012|
|416.||Queen Of Heaven (Message In A Bottle)||7/16/2011|
|417.||All A Dream||6/15/2009|
Comments about Louis Borgo
'I need it cold' (how cold) , so cold that i can't feel my neck caps! ! ! ,
I need it so cold i forget this touch of a feeling.
Like the tracks of a huskie sparkling of crystal, clear so clear of a mountain i need it cold! ! ! ,
Like hand of a shuttle, settle free, empty barrels, like the softest place on earth.... of dropp of rain on the back of the porch....
'Honey Im Home'
'I need it cold'
But how cold is cold...
I'm struggling, like a bit, of a tongue,
I dont feel it's my time to speak, but please, as people sleep,
will it be all right,
Things on my chest, that I like to a dress,
So i decide to invest, in this hand written
Light to the eye, dropp of a dime,
I, decide it was time, to recollection my mind,