"amavi" poems
Dear Heart, I think the young impassioned priest
When first he takes from out the hidden shrine
His God imprisoned in the Eucharist,
And eats the bread, and drinks the dreadful wine,
Feels not such awful wonder as I felt
When first my smitten eyes beat full on thee,
And all night long before thy feet I knelt
Till thou wert wearied of Idolatry.
Ah! hadst thou liked me less and loved me more,
Through all those summer days of joy and rain,
I had not now been sorrow’s heritor,
Or stood a lackey in the House of Pain.
Yet, though remorse, youth’s white-faced seneschal,
Tread on my heels with all his retinue,
I am most glad I loved thee—think of all
The suns that go to make one speedwell blue!
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Nella Torre il silenzio era già alto.
Sussurravano i pioppi del Rio Salto.
I cavalli normanni alle lor poste
frangean la biada con rumor di croste.
Là in fondo la cavalla era, selvaggia,
nata tra i pini su la salsa spiaggia;
che nelle froge avea del mar gli spruzzi
ancora, e gli urli negli orecchi aguzzi.
Con su la greppia un gomito, da essa
era mia madre; e le dicea sommessa:
"O cavallina, cavallina storna,
che portavi colui che non ritorna;
tu capivi il suo cenno ed il suo detto!
Egli ha lasciato un figlio giovinetto;
il primo d'otto tra miei figli e figlie;
e la sua mano non toccò mai briglie.
Tu che ti senti ai fianchi l'uragano,
tu dai retta alla sua piccola mano.
Tu ch'hai nel cuore la marina brulla,
tu dai retta alla sua voce fanciulla".
La cavalla volgea la scarna testa
verso mia madre, che dicea più mesta:
"O cavallina, cavallina storna,
che portavi colui che non ritorna;
lo so, lo so, che tu l'amavi forte!
Con lui c'eri tu sola e la sua morte.
O nata in selve tra l'ondate e il vento,
tu tenesti nel cuore il tuo spavento;
sentendo lasso nella bocca il morso,
nel cuor veloce tu premesti il corso:
adagio seguitasti la tua via,
perché facesse in pace l'agonia... "
La scarna lunga testa era daccanto
al dolce viso di mia madre in pianto.
"O cavallina, cavallina storna,
che portavi colui che non ritorna;
oh! Due parole egli dové pur dire!
E tu capisci, ma non sai ridire.
Tu con le briglie sciolte tra le zampe,
con dentro gli occhi il fuoco delle vampe,
con negli orecchi l'eco degli scoppi,
seguitasti la via tra gli alti pioppi:
lo riportavi tra il morir del sole,
perché udissimo noi le sue parole".
Stava attenta la lunga testa fiera.
Mia madre l'abbracciò su la criniera
"O cavallina, cavallina storna,
portavi a casa sua chi non ritorna!
A me, chi non ritornerà più mai!
Tu fosti buona... Ma parlar non sai!
Tu non sai, poverina; altri non osa.
Oh! ma tu devi dirmi una cosa!
Tu l'hai veduto l'uomo che l'uccise:
esso t'è qui nelle pupille fise.
Chi fu? Chi è? Ti voglio dire un nome.
E tu fa cenno. Dio t'insegni, come".
Ora, i cavalli non frangean la biada:
dormian sognando il bianco della strada.
La paglia non battean con l'unghie vuote:
dormian sognando il rullo delle ruote.
Mia madre alzò nel gran silenzio un dito:
disse un nome... Sonò alto un nitrito.
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I had to love her, I had no choice.
It is her name after all
Amanda, the fourth principal part
Of Amo, Amare, Amavi, Amatus
Formed into the perfect passive participle
She will be loved
I had no control over anything when it came to her
That is quite clear
It was fate telling me I had to do this
It was fate nagging me to believe in something
Something that is a stronger force than my will
I fought fate vehemently
But fate, as it always does, won
And I fell in love
Only to find that the woman who will be loved
Could not love
May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 8:57 PM UTC
Its scrabble (for adults),
A game of hearts
where the rules never stay the same -
its a beautiful suffering, a shameless mess
as we play the letter-game,
syllables,
phrases,
all breathed into life by actions
and filled to capacity by desires and fears.
Love is semantics.
You can rest assured that somewhere,
somehow,
someone is saying exactly what they want you to hear.
How are words any different from our hearts
e x t e n d e d in naive hope of acceptance and reciprocation?
What are the principal parts of love?
I love
I have loved
I shall or will love
I have been loved
to love . . .
amo amare amavi amatus sum
Each more desperate than the last,
add a small, sarcastic smile and say with glee -
'I'm fine'.
(Grammar isn't society's strong suit anyway)
Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 7:49 AM UTC
we came.
we saw.
we loved.
we are more than conquerors
see the light in the darkest people
love can transform a realist into a romantic
plant flowers in others gardens
water them daily
they may die
but you were there when they needed it most
don't let them belittle you
you are more than the words spilling out
you are actions
you are passion
love: surround yourself with it
even when there's nothing in return
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 4:39 PM UTC
Veni. Vidi. Amavi.
It's ok to be a heart breaker,
To hitchhike on love.
It's the only way to learn a lesson.
You're not my villain,
You're my lesson.
We all have our reasons,
and I know that.
I don't want you to love me.
I want you to love someone who
Will sharpen your mind,
Build your trust.
I am a lone Ranger.
Whether you agree or not.
We came. We saw. We loved.
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 1:56 AM UTC
I saw you
our eyes met
Distance became a barrier
Of a few walks away
You smiled and I saw it
We fell in love
But
We didn't know
That
We saw
We came
We loved
VENI VIDI AMAVI
Meant you and me.
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 1:50 AM UTC
I came to learn, not to enjoy
The system was flexible
But I maintained and began to annoy
I conquered it and came with success
I still wanted more than just that
The system ensued in feelings of stress
Later in time I found my relief
Through someone that cared
And gave me a new belief
Life is more than just the hard work
There is more out there like love
But work is important in giving perks
Always remember veni, vidi, amavi...
I came, I saw, I loved.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 1:03 PM UTC