Mario Ferrari

Rookie - 139 Points (Italy)

Living In The Wind - Poem by Mario Ferrari

Living in the wind, not to think.
The wind that cuts the empty, vast sea.
He lay lost universe of auroras,
He paused, lost in silence spores.
In you corolla, light, slowly breathe time
It simulates peace and invent empty wind.
Hissing gold rings that light shining
Dark hot in the belly of the son who does not shine.
I'll be wild, immortal, trembling, dying
A garrulous cell in the body glowing.
I'll be salt desert, salt dead city
Enchanted night, bloody placenta
Predating calculations red essence.
Live, live, moaning, screaming in the wind.
But everything dies in the immense, the sound of silence

This is a translation of the poem Vivere Nel Vento by Mario Ferrari

Topic(s) of this poem: dreams


Comments about Living In The Wind by Mario Ferrari

  • (2/5/2016 4:21:00 PM)


    Living in the wind is a profound poem of reality. (Report) Reply

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  • (1/31/2016 2:38:00 AM)


    Wow! Very intense and intriguing poem, Mario! Grabbed my mind all the way through it! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 29, 2016



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