Ubuntu of the Sun and Moon
We are one light.
Each can say—
you are,
and thus, I am
something to see.
Walking on water.
Published by Nthanda Review, 2018
Each can say—
you are,
and thus, I am
something to see.
Walking on water.
Published by Nthanda Review, 2018
Joe Bisicchia
Joe Bisicchia writes of our shared dynamic. An Honorable Mention recipient for the Fernando Rielo XXXII World Prize for Mystical Poetry, his works have appeared in numerous publications. This site presents a sampling of his published works. The menu icon display opens to 5 pages of poetry followed by Joe's bio and contact information. Many of the poems are in easy to read text, while others are links to various sites, including readings by Joe. The images are by his son, Michael Bisicchia. Thanks for visiting, and hope you enjoy your stay.
Lined Cemetery
And the holes here are eventually filled with earth reused.We all shall linger in our own way, but are arranged as seedsto give, to wait, and then to fall into place, break, and reach.
See the dead leaf walking as Lazarus across rippled white snow,slow, and then somewhat gallantly, for no one should hide afraid.See belief in life’s eternity, and the stone run like morning sun
on its sure way. See spring arise from the deep no longer buried underneath.We all shall begin. Published by Anatolios Magazine
See the dead leaf walking as Lazarus across rippled white snow,slow, and then somewhat gallantly, for no one should hide afraid.See belief in life’s eternity, and the stone run like morning sun
on its sure way. See spring arise from the deep no longer buried underneath.We all shall begin. Published by Anatolios Magazine
"Truth Cannot Be Forever Hidden" - Junto Magazine
