Nero CaroZiv

Nero CaroZiv Poems

321. Sometimes I Think 4/25/2017
322. Summer Twilights 4/30/2017
323. When The Balmy Roses Cease To Bloom 5/5/2017
324. Our Beloved Cat 6/1/2017
325. Come Back The Days Of Childhood 6/30/2017
326. The Shechinah At Eve Of Shabbath 7/9/2017
327. Over A Hill 7/27/2017
328. Oh You Angel Of Pain 8/1/2017
329. I Knew One Solemn Day 8/25/2017
330. Meditation 10/8/2017
331. A Voice By The Citrus Orchard 10/10/2017
332. An Autumn Night In Bed 10/17/2017
333. Child Think Not Of 10/26/2017
334. Calm Night 10/27/2017
335. My Life Crept Long 12/21/2017
336. As The Day Sinks Down 1/8/2018
337. Stars In The Canopy Of Summer Sky 1/22/2018
338. Winter Twilight 1/26/2018
339. Her Sweet 2/9/2018
340. To An Anonymous 2/21/2018
341. My Tattered Spirit Is Too Weak 3/1/2018
342. December 3/4/2018
343. A Week Of Summer Fruits 3/17/2018
344. Summer Thorns 3/31/2018
345. In My Dreams And Fantasies 5/30/2018
346. Dark Winter Days -new- 6/12/2018
347. Stars And Moon Are Watching 9/29/2015
348. A Date At A Cafe 10/10/2015
349. My Stone Grave 10/13/2015
350. My Dear Friend 10/20/2015
351. That Night 10/24/2015
352. A Pebble Stone 11/7/2015
353. The Letter 11/7/2015
354. A Spider At Night 11/7/2015
355. Hershey 1/30/2015
356. A Day At The Zoo 12/18/2010
357. My Dear Love 1/19/2015
358. Death Is Not Kind 9/30/2014
359. Love Is Stale 6/6/2014
360. My Creeping, Crabbing Age 4/28/2014

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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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Sacramento's Sacraments

Sacramento, Sacramento a city under twilight dusk
From your deserted streets the people one by one will not last
Where are all the lights and the young lads gone?
Where are all the flowers and the nightly gowns?
Solely and slowly the homeless roam in the ghostly streets
Searching morsels and shredded company in dark allies pits
Poverty and desolation scream from every corner wall
An inferno wall of fear cankering the human soul

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