by Albert Russo
when you’re in a daze
not sure whether you’re awake
or still dreaming
you will yourself
from the farthest memories
to unfurl your life
then, overwhelmed
you catch yourself embracing
every single detail
your first steps as a child
yesterday’s road accident
your grandfather’s smile
it’s all helter-skelter
yet, so truelike, so vivid
so physical
you ask yourself
is this some kind of ESP
a trick from above?
the scroll of your own history
as if Jack Kerouac
were writing about you
nothing escapes your mind
the pain, the happy moments
your folks on a dance floor
remember that song?
swimming in Lake Tanganyika
the wailing refugees
spring in New York
chopped chicken liver on rye
you’re still a freshman
look at your hands
yes, the years have passed
but your heart hasn’t aged
indeed, you insist
as if to defy time
I am all those things
the past
the present
and the future
Copyright ©:
Albert Russo
A few random poems:
- Владимир Высоцкий – Всё с себя снимаю, слишком душно
- Eloisa to Abelard poem – Alexander Pope
- A Night With Passion! by Stevens Cadet
- Athor and Asar poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- In A Cuban Garden by Sara Teasdale
- Water Strider
- Letters to the Otherworld
- Birth Story by Rabindranath Tagore
- Braga by Walid Saba
- Николай Глазков – Размышленья
- The Wistful Lady by Thomas Hardy
- A Melody By Scarlatti poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Waking In March by Philip Levine
- Sleep In The Mojave Desert by Sylvia Plath
- His Last Request to Julia by Robert Herrick
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
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Poems in English
- Robert Burns: Scroggam, My Dearie:
- Robert Burns: When She Cam’ Ben She Bobbed :
- Robert Burns: The Weary Pund O’ Tow:
- Robert Burns: Lines On Fergusson, The Poet :
- Robert Burns: I do Confess Thou Art Sae Fair: Alteration of an Old Poem.
- Robert Burns: My Native Land Sae Far Awa:
- Robert Burns: Thou Gloomy December :
- Robert Burns: Behold The Hour, The Boat, Arrive:
- Robert Burns: Ae Fond Kiss, And Then We Sever:
- Robert Burns: O May, Thy Morn:
- Robert Burns: A Grace After Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: A Grace Before Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: The Keekin’-Glass:
- Robert Burns: Divine Service In The Kirk Of Lamington:
- Robert Burns: The Toadeater:
- Robert Burns: Poem On Sensibility:
- Robert Burns: The Song Of Death: Scene-A Field of Battle. Time of the day-evening. The wounded and dying of the victorious army are supposed to join in the following song.
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle To Robert Graham, ESQ., Of Fintry:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Maxwell, ESQ., Of Terraughty : On His Birthday.
- Robert Burns: O Kenmure’s On And Awa, Willie:
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