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ANTONIO Ragone: END OF YEAR 2010.

This is a period of intense cold. There was the snow a few days ago, the cold, pouring rain and the raging winds. The feast of Christmas. A new number on the calendar.

I shake the thoughts and feelings can then be out a poem.

Then it can also happen to catch a rare sign of hope, I admit, is present in my poems.

But, I know, hope is the only feeling important, never lose it!

These festivities, sweets and so prone to nostalgia, as the deadline to have the accounts of our lives, apply a double game, giving and taking, profit and loss.

Thus, the snow and ice these days, we carry the scent of, the memories of family and friends of the first year. My sea, quiet and cold, kept us company.

For years I live elsewhere, the time progresses, and I realized that there is nothing more "replicated" in the world that always turns on itself, the four seasons make us think and make the universe the magnificent painter.

perhaps the universe does not change if not our feelings, our feelings never equal before the change of seasons, this snow today and tomorrow on the fields of flowers.

After all the years are just numbers that men are there to organize the data, it is just a continuation.

But numbers are "heavy" that mark our time, what little is enough to reflect on our pain and fleeting joys. It is the world we once again that every time his rounds, and each time our feelings have different attitudes towards this replicate.

is the mosaic decoration of existence.

END OF YEAR 2010

The voice of the rains has not changed

while a year is lost in the mists

a persistent passion for winter.

The breath of this early snow is frost

which dampens the words already in the heart,

abandoned meadows and trees as silent herds

shards of pale exhausted eyes.

better open his eyes without wonder

another Christmas is over, it's just nostalgia,

while already were opened in my thoughts,

the doors' a year, a new issue to come.

And I wonder if Codest powerful and quiet moan

will never be living water to a new spring.

December 29, 2010

© Antonio Ragone