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c-c-brossi
c-c-brossi
Brazilian Brazilian born, but living in the Bay Area for the last 23 years, I have made this country my home. I love poetry of all kinds and shapes and strive to write some of my own.
I wish, expect, and look forward to… Word of unknown origin, Thought to be of general Low Germanic origin hopia hopen hoffen Suggestions abound A connection with hop – To offer leaps of expectation. I shout: Let it not be grounded and be transformed in Despair! From Latin De – without And Sperare – to hope
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Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 7:56 AM UTC
Hope
Coyote comes knocking My life turns upside down My totem My doom Trickster Lonely and loony Coyote brings stories Legends are born Creator Hero bringing inventions Discoveries Yet he is tricked He tricks Love and hate Night and day Comes and goes The circle is renewed Never gone Horizons clear up Bright Sun looks down Upon this human Being trying to grow forth Leaving darkness behind For one more day of trickster lore
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Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 7:49 AM UTC
Coyote Comes Knocking
Rain pouring outside the car My daddy changing the tire I stand on tiny toes looking out the window Never have I seen so much water Rivulets go down his nose His hair the rain runs down Inside his jacket the rain hides No no poor daddy Help I cannot offer One year old so mommy says When I ask how old I was When daddy changed that tire Going to visit Aunt Nina When she was sick How cute says she Touching my face
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Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 7:44 AM UTC
First Memory
The sixth day of the week Just following Thursday Right before Saturday It is the day of the goddess of marriage Frigu Odin’s wife A friend Free And helpful It comes announcing the beginning of the weekend Plans to be made No schedules After this day After tonight But Friday comes With the promise Of Monday So The problem with Friday Is Monday
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Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 7:41 AM UTC
The Problem with Friday