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  1. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Pause To Believe

    rip through their rip currants follow through its mast, heart of fashion table in there waste look at the eagles swerving threough ther sky a peril of beneath look out in our need, well conceived comforter pause to believe ther loudest exchange of blood carry on..share & love the notion...
  2. Mario William vitale

    The Front Porch : Friends Forever

    Over the last few weeks, my eyes have been opened wide only to sadly see the true colors of “friends”...I wish I were blind. Know this- if I consider you a friend, I hold our friendship in the highest regard. I will never say something behind your back. I’ll be a true friend and tell you when...
  3. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Today ( Today's Best Remedy)

    Today for the day I ignite those even tears to calm all fears along heaven's shore to think along Willow's Peak a calm to think a fellow preached love's lost my mind is clearer now minus the frown stay vacant to its call the know it all search within captivated by a smile state the ignite...
  4. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Aura Star

    Aura Star beneath the rubble throughout tumble thimble want to bee sought through of curtain wanna be circle through the defiance years to see pudding in the cup just wait and see there look at parting vestibules in there distance I exist as a vapor then I am no more yesterday is a given day...
  5. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : A RADIO THAW

    In the early Spring peeps begin to sing after the radiothaws a message of hope to help you cope comes into view vested as a treasure that's inside of me and you love has a funny way of showing to where you are reallygoing used to be a head of the class as if a clown no one wantedme around inside...
  6. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : 1985

    https://youtu.be/SJCTgtDU-74 stormy nights with gale in sight past dream to flight fly away...as a bird to weight silence as Bob Geldof muttered where cash is king a hero sings Live Aid pleads the mustard seed be a good hero for those who bleed sharp as a needle playing second...
  7. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Elvis & Plant

    a blast of whiskey the summon of the king to appear a real encounter with Elvis & Zepplin, from the early 70's sparks a calm to remedy three at the bar forced to civality.., under thick chains received band was on the run kissing cousins all so much fun these are the years sparked by...
  8. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Christmas Is More Then, (" Midgets In A Work Shop").

    Christmas is for midgets spread out in a given circumstance, focus...view...take notice a chord of given chance you guess success...in view of restraint...artist doth paint, hero's faint demonstrate, a clear episode to make salt Peter will fade grab a hold of the mystery smile want in praise of...
  9. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : A Baby's Doll House:

    A Baby's Doll House: there she was lying on the sofa, in place of Carbon photo love immeasurably hit the scales from my eyes in the middle of the room..., salt is better then most as a seagull heads out on the coast leave from vegetate the inner most swell brought to my attention out of her...
  10. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : HITLERS' WIFE

    I'm planning a day of Rage But no worries I'm here on my own So only a few bare walls Will feel the wrath of my tongue I've thought about grievances to bare I'm going all out for cliché and rhetoric When do I want it? I want it now! So I'd best hurry up and be quick. It'll do me the world of...
  11. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Signs

    Signs them signs every where you look there's signs inside my mind outside my window taking you places you need to take a hold of don't you see like renting a car down by the nearby bar when you had far too much to drink places that you need to grow fond of beide the lavender hue beside the...
  12. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Prairie In My Pocket

    This is interesting, intriguing, deep and vast thoughtful and provoking. In the sense it makes you wonder a lot of things. That cross your mind on reading this epic tale. Main facets and questions spring to mind on this one. Enjoyed it a lot. Thanks for sharing. Prairie In My Pocket Here in...
  13. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Trump In Motion

    TRUMP SMELLS B.O. TRUMP SMELLS B.O. BUST UP THE BEAT TO INTRODUCE IT'S TEMPO GOT ME PLACES TO GO SILENCE IS GOLDEN GOT BLOOD THAT"S UNFOLDING SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER ENGAGED IN THE WALL WHILE HE SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER TRUMP SMELLS B.O. I know years to know used to being with your...
  14. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : MODERN WRITERS

    Most modern writers lack the skill and drive to possess our minds for very long. I want to be driven to think and having done so, realize another step in my life's dream EmilyDickinson is one of my favorite writers as is Walt Whitman, different yet both tough the inner soul so resolutely Hard...
  15. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : TRUMP SMELLS B.O.

    TRUMP SMELLS B.O. TRUMP SMELLS B.O. BUST UP THE BEAT TO INTRODUCE IT'S TEMPO GOT ME PLACES TO GO SILENCE IS GOLDEN GOT BLOOD THAT"S UNFOLDING SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER ENGAGED IN THE WALL WHILE HE SITS IN HIS IVORY TOWER TRUMP SMELLS B.O. I know years to know used to being with your history...
  16. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Shug Knight & The Rap Torn Apocalypse

    the water lies beneath a brook under a bridge their are frogs under the embankment among the marsh there’s a sloppy mess twisted chords of ivory line the trussle i stand alone frightened but yet alive intact this is the dream I had among fallen elf drop soup bowls filled with the residue of...
  17. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Torn

    In a torn branch that was withered in the wind A silence errodes its beckoning call With a silver dollar tossed in a pool It often pays to stay focused then to lose your cool The one that has no faith in God will lose Ronnie James Dio was the first ever to address the rule For his was the...
  18. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : love is tender starting with perfume like a kindergarten room it teach stuff and reach ruff lessens

    Would i trade the words to stand alone, and be a poet whose words stand in stone Would i trade words to keep me in verse and rythme For all time Would i trade the words to flip sonnet and lyre on the toss of a dime Yes i would trade words for sure to make it certain my words endure Yes id...
  19. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : Mental Illness

    With physical illness a way of mitigating the problem. With mental illness there may be side effects like ticks or even more severe symptoms but can they always be reliably traced back to the root cause? It is no good thinking the problem is all in the mind, it may be but what can be done to...
  20. Mario William vitale

    Black Poetry : My Partners Quest

    scattered during these quiet moments left to realize its inner source to blend out of illusion or a parted quest friend to cling to..., cigarettes a partner's quest his kiss throws ya chased behind a spinning wheel be mine forever as the magic grim desperate..., bury me deep inside...
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