Michael Ardizzone

The heavens may forget
that lovers sit on idle haunches
waiting for the stars to fall
for lust to make manifest.
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A faith so strong shall fall before the end
to gods: the men who shatter wills on truth
and fruitless will their search come to an end
for truth will conquer strength and hope with proof.
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The strength I draw from you I make my own
to fight for you so happy you can be
and of this strength I hope it's eas'ly shown
through strength for you my love enhanced be.
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All of your nonsense is sense to me
your truth I'll take for any that can be.
I'll suffocate in the fruit that you bear
and dedicate myself to a strand of your hair.
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It's a way to live:
(in this space between the stars)
all the falling happens
with opened arms.
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I.
Poetry is taking a blind man
and trying to describe the rainbow to him
using no adjectives.
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The ability to torture the reader,
Like other writers torture me,
Is a comfort.
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There once was a man
who thought it was better to love
than to live at all.
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Wakened by the turbulence of thought
and fed by hopes more insolent than lies,
this log we need, too soon shall start to rot
when on it stands the one who holds the skies
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I have a creeping suspicion
that life is a collection of no
in a container of yes.
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There's no glass left
to break in my hand
when I make a fist.
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The sun stabs through the window;
its jealously, a terrific sign for me-
the air is full of her when I awake;
the broadness of the world seems
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Like a fire that sucks all the air from the room
she enters and drains my hope into a reservoir of love.
A collection of choices made once now will alternate forever
forever altering my mindset, my set of hopes and dreams
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Your face is a puzzle
oh how I could stare at it
at you for hours
and those hours I'd never want back.
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Deaf speakers
feed me my life
with a spoon longer
than the plank
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Men with knives can hurt themslves
As much as truth’s been soiled
Men tell truths with lies at heart
Their hearts will get them boiled.
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And I say if love shall turn to dust
and friends grow bored in lack of trust,
that we should away (most fleet of foot)
go towards the sunset-
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I am in love with the sky:
its rains can only build
life as it hugs the grateful earth.
(To give life, the greatest
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This house we've built
to shiver and sway in the wind-
Built of steel and glass,
built of care and foolishness
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A coincidence of motion
meets with the apparition of affection
to create, in one's heart
a fluttering of birth
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