Nero CaroZiv

Nero CaroZiv Poems

281. A Spider At Night 11/7/2015
282. Love At The Edge 6/17/2016
283. Alone 6/24/2016
284. They Say Death Is Good 6/24/2016
285. Solitude In Childhood 6/25/2016
286. Childhood Reflections 6/28/2016
287. Take Me Back 6/28/2016
288. Recollections 7/23/2016
289. How Much I Owe Thee My Homeland Trees 7/28/2016
290. Never 7/31/2016
291. Childhood Days And Joy 8/3/2016
292. Death On My Tracks In Haste 8/9/2016
293. When Love Starts, When Love Ends 8/15/2016
294. Shall i Compare my Life To A Sizzle Summer Season 8/16/2016
295. Winter Childhood Moods 8/20/2016
296. A Stone Structure Upon A Hill 9/17/2016
297. Regrets 10/23/2016
298. Oh Hunter, Catch!  snare Me my Childhood shadow! 11/6/2016
299. Autumn Sets On My Days 12/24/2016
300. Oh Beauty 12/25/2016
301. Love, When you And I Are Old And Grey 1/12/2017
302. Days As Moments In A Play 1/25/2017
303. The Strength Of Childhood Is For Ever  1/31/2017
304. The Happy Days Of Spring 2/2/2017
305. An Autumn Morning Walk To School 2/25/2017
306. A Day Of Pray 3/5/2017
307. I Am Burried 4/11/2017
308. Sometimes I Think 4/25/2017
309. Summer Twilights 4/30/2017
310. When The Balmy Roses Cease To Bloom 5/5/2017
311. Our Beloved Cat 6/1/2017
312. Come Back The Days Of Childhood 6/30/2017
313. The Shechinah At Eve Of Shabbath 7/9/2017
314. Over A Hill 7/27/2017
315. Oh You Angel Of Pain 8/1/2017
316. I Knew One Solemn Day 8/25/2017
317. He Who Would Drop 11/9/2015
318. Time And The Vile Hand 11/10/2015
319. The Glory Of A Cloud 11/24/2015
320. If I Can Only 11/26/2015

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Lost Childhood

Hills and dales of ancient land, bleak, barren and glaring
Where my thoughtless, happy hours beguiling childhood strayed,
How the sand with ages of patina on me is warring,
Howl, moan winds of the past above my tufted shade!

No more, gone the days I went out on an April morning
All alone, for my heart was high with the wind sigh
I was a child of the shining meadow, tulips on hill, and willow low in mourning
No cloud on vast blue heaven, just this sapphire eye of the sky.

Now in the windy winter flood of morning in rear
Longing lifted its weight from ...

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Sodom And Gomorrah

Out of highest buildings in a city the fairies emerging each under a tiny umbrella
One by one they creep and follow the route to the queen Cinderella,
Cinderella the tale of all tales; her song is sang by them a cappella

He who saves his soul, he who guards his call
Leaves the city behind, his fortune is abandoned completely and totally whole
The city is vanquished: the saints are leaving behind any roll

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