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|
|409.||True Dear Friend||12/26/2009|
|410.||Stand By Me||2/14/2015|
|411.||The Right Tear Of A Mountain Tear||7/23/2013|
|412.||Good Morning And Good Day||6/30/2015|
|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...
My Young Brothers
young brother young brother i see we are close to cross that mountain, no matter your age orgin or color, or creed. i consider you my young brothers, giving, the time...
young brother young brother as generation evaluation, we all need a helping hand, can we see to have peace, i know im just of coming, but seeing this horror made me write for kin,
dear brother my brother words are all we can share, by that can we nurture to make peace,
i am not that of, of a man lacking wood, but would you