The land of marble statues

Lorenz

I come from a country looking for roots

under gray sky symphony and bitter juniper.

Waterloo , Waterloo  mourn plain !

My germanity is tired in the kingdom of boredom.

I fancy a sparkling wine from Italy 

the smile of an olive-skinned lady 

and her dark gaze that stirs the soul ...

 I desire an sweet tuscan  landscape

 where I philosophize with Leonardo ...

In my  hand the solar reflection 

of a sicilian dagger to peel my orange ...

Hitting the road with the mad Zampano 

and find Anita in the trevi fountain ...

I come from a linear country 

who don't speak to foreigners ,

it rains on the topic of the wet ,

we watch as England drinks in the open sea,

flemish words  lack height ,colliding in the wind

and roundness of O ,under the eyeless steeples...

I'd like to see the little nuns running naked on the dunes !

The clocks of the old country no longer tell time

to the cloud people ...

 To die what a lack of savoir vivre !

But one night at the scala ,Pavarotti will return !

  Bellissimo  nessun dorma ! 

My avventura life will drift in the bay of Napoli

and further still in the land of marble statues 

  petrified  of sensibility ...

 

 

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 4th, 2025 07:05
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  • rin

    If Waterloo wasn't a battlefield, it was just a plain. However, plains are also an essential place to deploy an army.I would also like to try Italian sparkling wine.It's a fun poem with many interesting directions.

    • Lorenz

      I encourage you to discover the italian art of living !

    • Ellen Marsell

      Charming Italy with its art, history and vitality is revealed in your poem as a source of inspiration and dreams.
      I see references to Fellini's movies. Wonderful work!

      • Lorenz

        Mythical dolce vita ! Unforgettable la strada !

      • sorenbarrett

        A sense of nostalgia goes with this poem and a longing for a return of the past . Lovely

        • Lorenz

          The past set in marble relieves me of the present's day mediocrity !



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