- poem title:
50 GRAMS
- poem title:
SHINE A LIGHT
- poem title:
D.
- poem title:
THE WAY WE STAND
- poem title:
THE KISSES WE WERE DENIED
- poem title:
DOWNHILL
- poem title:
LEAF & LIFE
- poem title:
THE CHERRIES’ HARVEST
- poem title:
THE QUEBERT’S CHOICE
- poem title:
MILK DROPS
- poem title:
THE SILENT WAVE
- poem title:
MY FEET ON MARS
- poem title:
WEAKEN SORROW
- poem title:
WHY WE FLOAT
- poem title:
THE RICE GRAIN
- poem title:
THE WHEELED TALE
- poem title:
THE WARMEST AUTUMN
- poem title:
I THROW A LINE
- poem title:
THE READER’S BOX
- poem title:
ONE MORE RIDE
- poem title:
THE STARRED TRAIN
- poem title:
OVERFLY
- poem title:
7th BIRTHDAY GIFT
- poem title:
MELTING LOVE
- poem title:
WET WATER
- poem title:
DIVING JOURNEY
- poem title:
THE RED HAIR GIRL
- poem title:
WAITING FOR MR. BASILEWSKY
- poem title:
UNDER THE MOON
- poem title:
THE ROUND EDGE
- poem title:
THE GRAVE CAROUSEL
- poem title:
THE CHAIRS ROOM
- poem title:
SOULS PORT
- poem title:
PAST IN A BUBBLE
- poem title:
NO ROOF SHELTER
- poem title:
MY NIGHT BOAT
- poem title:
SEEDING THE SEED
CP
Wherever Poetry
Caio Pezzola Poems
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THE WHEELED TALE
THE WHEELED TALE No sign on the gravel, she was barely caressing the soil gaining balance from my arms widened in flying posture, engaging the wind in a lazy dance, an excuisite torture. The cars...
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THE WARMEST AUTUMN
THE WARMEST AUTUMN She brings a fiery sun into her belly. Feel the unexpected wave with no sound or shape. May you size the motionless air when it runs over your thoughts like a warm...
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I THROW A LINE
I THROW A LINE In a quiet pool she extends her pale arms alongside the lane rope, with apparently no effort, no age to show. The red cap arises once in a while and faintly...
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THE READER’S BOX
THE READER’S BOX There is no room for dust in the reader’s box. Another skin is laying on the shelves top. Hundreds of novels are sticking tight one to each other, no need for a...
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