Alas! Gentle beauty of time that goes by, strange paten that sifts the soul, light that dims the silky glitter of some glances, mirror full of prints. Alas! Gentle sadness, a clock that...

Come towards me and let me look at you, let yourself be caught up with me by the warm of our eyes and let me find once more the light that shines in them, sun of the soul that gives me life upon...

I would like to keep the promise of feeling each moment, of always giving my encouragement to what I look at, to what I feel, to not even lose a minute in mere distress, of not being afraid of...

I called the rain with all my heart, wanting to feel its clean water on my face washing away the heat and sweat that the weightiness of the afternoon insisted on leaving. I begged it to wrop me in...

The silence made friends with the night, hugging it like a brooch in a piece of cloth. It told the stars that shined in its neckline and gently, one by one, it began to conceal their glitter...

When you ask me if you will be happy, my son, I say yes because that is how I want you to be, but I look at the world and I remain awake although I hide my fear. Life is hard I warn you, but if...

Once I saw you cry with all the wild strenght that your broken soul had. How your tears cried, stream of deep pain, sea that distress stiffles, How your such dark eyes gleamed, without any...

The flower of my thaught will blossom, sometime, when the sadness has gone away and this is how I will remember you, my sweet dove, without the pain that I felt upon losing you and upon not...

Heres a virtual movie of the poet John Keats reading his lovely "Ode on Melacholy". Please try my Dailymotion video websites where you can see the great poets oldtime acoustic blues performers...

As a father, the messsage in Stand up for kids was especially poignant. I could never imagine my son on the street or facing the difficulties some kids face. I am proud to support Stand Up for...