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Poetry: Sharing My Love of Sardinia

By Margo, on July 16th, 2009%

 

I lived from early 1969 to late 1978 on the island of Sardinia which is located in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea.  Sardinia is a very unique and beautiful place with glorious white beaches, incredibly clear, translucent, turquoise waters, moonscape mountains, and low lying rocks of multi-colored hues. 

The Sardinian people have been influenced culturally and through blood lines by the Moors and the Spaniards.  They can be very open and friendly just as they can be closed and very taciturn.  Sardinians are …… Sardinians!  They do not consider themselves to be Italian.  Their dialects, of which . . . → Read More: Poetry: Sharing My Love of Sardinia

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Poetry: Driving To Kentucky

By Margo, on July 11th, 2009%

Dear God, how awesome is your work!

    As we drive through the rolling hills of Georgia and Tennessee,

the amazing canvass that you continuously create

    unfolds before our very eyes, mile after never-ending mile.

Oh God, what fun you must have had.

    Eyes ablaze with inspiration, sweeping color-laden brushes

across earth’s length and breadth,

    perhaps an artist’s black beret perched askance upon your head.

And as the Muse’s smile spread over you face

    you laid down all the vibrant hues of Fall.

(A touch of Michelangelo? Da Vinci? or Van Gogh?

    You gave them . . . → Read More: Poetry: Driving To Kentucky

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Poetry: Your Love

By Margo, on July 9th, 2009%

 

It is fitting that the first poem I share here is dedicated to my husband, Richard.  Over the 25 years of our marriage he has encouraged and supported me unconditionally as I have travelled all the paths that my spiritual and personal growth have taken me.  It has been quite a ride at times with strange detours and unexpected twists and turns.  He is not only my husband, he is also my lover, my friend, my companion, and my spiritual partner.  I am grateful for his presence in my life.

YOUR LOVE

Your love for me is

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