THE NINTH--A POEM

MOON AT DUSK NAPLES FLORIDA

(MY BACK YARD)

DID I hurt you
with my rhymes?
throbbing heart,
how many times?

Much sorrow.
words written.
sobs internal,
face down, abed with
bear named Ted
Not in same house,
maybe tomorrow!

Is it true
I hurt you?
Words--
knife-deep in heart;
risky game of life
played by my
key-caloused 
finger-tips?

Oh! Those lips!

These days, rue
Stolen happiness
Deleted dreams
Evaporated hopes
Dying faith
Non-existent love
all the above in

generated wireless
format; delusion
self-centeredness
self-importance;
me, me, me
self, self, self…
WHEEE!

perchance you dance,
as elf on shelf
midst nouns
unsaid

where installed
with other books
...unread

--steveroni

A verse for dVerse Poets Pub
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Title THE NINTH is reference to
Step Nine of Alcoholcs Anonymous...
The "Making Amends" to Peeps.

ALL I KNOW IS ALL I KNOW

This post will appear also on dVerse Poets Pub

Tuesday February 19, 2013 after 3 PM...

on OLN Open Link Night  #84

LOTTA GREAT poems there, Peeps!

SEE A "HEART" IN THE COASTER DESIGN? LOVE IS EVERYWHERE, PEEPS!

Disney World Coaster Photo by friend KIM ERRIGO

The following written as

comment to blogger friend:

"CatGem"

MY CLOUD OF UNKNOWING

I know, I know...you do not read these comments! OK.
That first line:  "I know, I know" written of something 
which I do not really "know". 

I have become an "UnKnowing" Peep. 
Started out knowing whatever you wanted me to know 
(and some things, you didn't--smile!). 
In fact, only ONE "knowing" remains: 
I know God is LOVE--by deFinition. 
That is all. 
That's all I know. 
Please do not argue that with me, 
because at my age there is not much time to waSte(veroni. HA!)

God is love. This, revealed to me as, 
through an erRor, I pulled up a post you wrote August 2, 2012.  
Though a mistake (Sheeesh!) I read it anyway. 
Turned out I had commented 3 times on that post--(
BTW, not a record for me (smile).

Knowing but one thing (which in effect is a lot) 
I admit to BELIEVING anything and everything. 
But, dammmit, I do not UNDERSTAND anything--
even that LOVE of which the UniVerse is created. 

Cloud of UnKnowing rains
Chaos of ConFusion reigns

Finding the way out only took 
38 years of following a 
"simple-but-not-easy" program, 
following a way of life 
(for me, saved my life!) 
Alcoholics Anonymous. 

As a human bEing, I be. 
Sometimes that's not easy,
 to just "BE"! 

Being part of God's love, as expressed 
in the largely-unknown UniVerse, 
I learn--express my soul in lovingness. 
Loving is (again) simple, but not easy. 
Accomplished by actions. 

The Peeps I work with are constantly thinking of and helping others, 
first, to stay sober, then to help them realize we do NOT have the answer--
we are under a Cloud of UnKnowing. 
But we do have a solution. 
A portion of that is dOing.
--smilingly, he says..."UNDERSTAND?" 

LOVE and PEACE to all who may read this
and to all who may NOT.............
--steveroni

LOVE IS NOT DEAD

A Valentine poem

from one who lives in heaven

to one who is living on earth

FLORIDA

(Left side is North, top is East

bottom, Westerly,to right is Southerly)

POEM FROM BEYOND

Feeling is so strong:

sometimes, looking down,

I see right into your world of

living, working, laughing, loving.

This Valentine Day I frown

that it has been so long

I wandered off and away

from the darkest nights

on that sunlit day, to stay,

in this heavenly space.

Frowning, I look down; 

this love you believed lost

 transitioned into 

sweetest soul-fragrance,

purest love--essence

of everything,

all that was or ever is.

If love is not,

God is not!

Caring, sharing, though

you might not know;

keeping you safe.

our family too...

so much now I see,

between frown 

and looking down

Love makes not fools,

only of those who 

refuse to believe

Love never dies, never lies,

never says those "goodbyes"...

You've never been loved more

since couple years before--

 as my soul finally escaped, 

hovered over the shore,

then WHOOOSH!

Seems like, WOW!

everywhere now

Do you "feel" me looking down?

Don't you sense nearness?

I dearly, clearly bless

you AND LOVE YOU

on this beautiful
VALENTINE'S DAY!

--steveroni 

"...PLAY IT AGAIN, SAM."

Blog author Myriam Loor 

(First book: "Because IT IS I") 

gave permission to publish what I wrote
--freely utilizing HER inspiration and perspiration 
in writing the original. Thank you, Myriam!

Steve E

55 years of Steve: Private photos, papers

PLAY IT AGAIN, SAM

Here we are...back--

at same place we've not been.

Our connection powerful,

with fresh newness--

Ummm, known so well

For first time again

we meet,

like same, 

like never before

always familiarly different

yet always familiar.

Two paths joining--

twining incessantly 

yet paralleled

crossing infrequently,

crossing, linking,

intersecting, 

many times

Together, apart.   

Sweet, gentle strength!

Back......we.

--Steveroni

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Mag 155, 2/10/13, At Last--Again

Art work by Joseph lassoro

FIRST TIME AGAIN

Traveled these many miles
to that place we used to meet
never forgetting first time
--we didn't even say "hello".

Beautiful face, now smiles!
I know--so, direct my feet
to tables colored in lime,
to kisses--
sweet...
wet...
mellow!

--steveroni

WHITE NITE

MIGHTY WHITE, NITEY-NITE

Ummm! Wow! A white page! 

All white!

All night!

Maybe by morning chucked-up,

full of quotes, wise sayings, 

smiles, tears, 

thoughts, dreams, 

hopes, fears...

But page (and me) still fucked up.

Page remains white

And it is still night.

Gotta sleep now! When I am tucked up

in the bed

it shall be

as I said,

Ahhhhhh...such delight!

Whatever I never wrote

was for someone else to read

--sorta like a grounded flower

having bloomed her lovely seed

...POOF!

--steveroni

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