From the collection: Shelled words.
EUROPE. 1992
E 'the myth of a kidnapping,
feel the veins
not-for-justice
accomplice New Europe
found united together
The flag
corolla more stars on the top of each tower, the blue
extends the domain by the wind
not impose
but freedom to any man. Manco
long path the road early in the morning I take,
now burned grass surfaces
the dew caresses the foot
serene face of fate.
In this land where the sun comes
sinking my roots, to be
wide horizons
thrill to hear the union representing all my
similar
Europe and no gray.
grandfather Luigi (Gigi Sior Paron) 1983
The chair stuffed my grandfather did not
arm rest, if not now
passed from hand to mother earth in breast
foiled across the edge of every day
was the patriarch of the family together.
I owe our good weather, the agreement
footsteps to his old way,
a chorus, the choices wings of the morning. The more we try
francs now anchored here
keep alive the memory, seems safe and free
step forward.
AMO. 2006.
I love the sun,
silence, open spaces,
I love my friends, few, outspoken
be together
the song to be alive. I love to grow
years
the infinity of the free port, created
love, goodness,
and all that exists. The night also
with lights or at risk,
love life, his ups and downs
not for barter
but bad luck to get out again.
WINGS OF THE WORLD. 2005
Freedom is a gift
Peace conquest
a country flag, union
Europe
life right,
"Religio" choice
mutual respect, globalization
duty.
law a rule, all for the good of the earth
common hope
detangles,
the world is everyone's common will,
universal spirit
at high altitude with wings on his feet.
the toad. 2006
The toad struggling high jump
night slimy stone under assault, landslides
claw, the lip that hides
mouth drooling, the site shall be taken
accommodation
cra-cra In its defense it inflates . , Where the hybrid
train the dog, barking and digging
nail. Tempts, fluid
the rural life, the change of seasons historical
in the wake of a thousand horses prancing
wheels, soundproof booth
crisp, clean air hole
the cosmos does not smell of lightning ozone.
The time for dinner together,
simple agreement not empty words
itching to space, the ball hit the wooden
bowling, the head of a straight
does bite the bullet.
EVIL IN THE HOUSE. 2002
In bed I see the sky
roof window: watercolor palettes
beautiful or sulking over time, the wind whistling
rain or clear glass,
TV in my little world
frame leaf ' Gold
good awakening abounds,
or clouds today the impact. With other eyes
the rest in the hands of illusions
confetti blown into the quagmire
foam flower petals shaking. O
walnut comparison
washing the bone matures, kernels
turmoil in liberty plus past
the witness.
WAR. 2001
There is always a conflict to give up
outbreak or an echo, at worst, silence, peace, prepare
nowadays every three wars:
or white smoke from the crematorium at high altitude.
War, with tears flooding river
ignores the levees do not hold up the weak
disruptions, floods, and slaughters the alley private retreat, the sun refuses
the human shadows,
maze not coming ashore deceit
holy wars the desert God. The other side remembers
medals to his chest, blowing on the open wound, broken
heartbeat at birth: Peace! ..,
war chants castle memory.
in the clash came down to Ephesus,
understand the world sprinkled ruins
harvest revival of the pebble stone: Peace
the sweaty face of history,
chimera in the wake of a stormy sea ..
THE HEART. 1998
root of every heartbeat, or light rock
the human heart.
Only God knows the beating, no
his ripping
indeed the extremes together.
Whisper veins
scratch every corner of the wall, it takes leave
what hurts
will yield mends
thoughts buzzing hive. There
storm tear the thunder, the rain
of both firms, the most evil of the sword
any infected wound, where I do not put your finger
if not before a caress. In all this leads me
turmoil
excuse and never paid.
Often the reason of so much cross
he alone shall bear
for us with desire for fine
in that part which most resembles us
well curb. 2008
Why kill the parents?
not have failed to
for your life, or rather estimated in you.
The stone chest in a bomb
pace their stash
no super paid all at once then.
or group selection to boredom.
the buzz
office late at night by street children at all.
a stick her father, a day
dragged him to the yard at the well, his father clung to the true
knees shouted to his son
no, here I stood on my father, and hugged the two
true faith. The family
light sheet
door ajar, at the risk
vast areas of shade.
L 'AIA. In summer 2007
evenings
farmyard in the country, family and neighbors,
aroma of lights, shadows drunk
buzz of a full moon.
The facts are now
the plain words of yesterday
gesturing tell. The breeze
opening to private
the appearance abstract
clutch stuff of the future city, the news
taccone mending on rags.
Here we love each other! The
plant sap from the root of life, the country slips into talk
referee in the chest a rumor,
counts of child's play stars
to fall asleep. Good night!
The circle slowly melts,
again, tomorrow. Of the life sap from
root
the country slips into the chat
referee in the chest a rumor,
din of children playing
star to fall asleep.
Good night! The circle slowly melts.
tomorrow. Tomorrow is another story.
