Liberatore Suffoletta

Rookie - 8 Points (July 2,1948 / Pettorano Sul Gizio, L'Aquila, Abruzzi, Italy)

Mystery Xxiv - Poem by Liberatore Suffoletta

Daring to lift my dry eyes of green
towards the snow capped rockies,
I don't see God, but a light
is immensely shining.

Of all the things I know
my heart feels only this:
I'm old, alive, alone,
my body rages and raves
consuming itself.

I briefly rest in the foothills
tall grasses by a river bank,
under bare aspen trees, then move along
beneath buffalo clouds to live out my days.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 28, 2009

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