A Boy and His Dog

Reality can be found,

Between asleep and awake,

Where a sunrise joins the stars,

Where imagination takes place,

When the fading out of dreams,

Gives rise to daily passion,

Where no boundaries may lie,

There is hope to fashion.

I remember as a boy,

Ruling as king over play,

Games were my playthings,

And all rules would obey,

For joy was the reason,

Through the eye of the heart,

And when years provided scope,

True wisdom did impart.

I would see time to time,

Through the eyes of my friend,

Fur covered and faithful,

By my side till the end,

Undistracted by words,

Sensing pure emotion,

Not blinded by illusions,

With life in commotion.

The years would bring pain,

With the healing winds of love,

The physical mirrors the spirit,

Touching the heavens above,

Walking with my soulmate,

Sharing the path of life,

Souls growing in experience,

Through love, joy, or strife,

My hands grew old and wrinkled,

Though I know not how,

Yet love’s fire burns within me,

And I can see all of them now,

For the tether never breaks,

So love never dies,

As my eyes close to sleep,

I can hear their song rise.

What did it all mean,

All of those pains and joys?

As I embrace my young pup,

With the hands of a boy?

Within a beautiful forest,

Beside a peaceful stream,

Wondering which world was real,

And which was the dream.

- 2/4/2022

Eric Visconti - Poet

Exploring Life

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Song of the Heart

I just wrote this as I recently saw Mandy Harvey’s performance on Got Talent four years ago when she stood before Simon Cowell completely deaf, sang her own song like an angel, and got the golden buzzer.  Look at her profile now and you will see she is releasing a new album, so what happened was no fluke.

When you truly have love for something or someone, ALL THINGS are possible!

“When you love a rose that lives on another star, it is good to look up at the stars at night.” - The Little Prince

“Song of the Heart”

I can sing a song once,

I can sing 1 million times,

There is no real difference,

Since a song is forever.

The song of life is endless,

And we each add our voices,

Given a chance to sing,

We must take hold with passion.

Things may seem to stop us,

Like no longer hearing notes,

No longer being able to walk,

Or no longer being able to see.

Yet we only truly stop,

When the heart stop trying,

Imagination stops implying,

All we can truly be.

Passion overcomes all obstacles,

Giving great power to faith,

Leading to great actions,

Where miracles are born.

When the deaf stand up and sing,

The legless complete marathons,

The silent speak volumes,

The blind of heart learn how to see.

For only the heart has true vision,

Seeing all that can be done,

For through the miraculous power of love,

Life‘s victories are won.

- 1/14/2022

Eric Visconti - Poet

Exploring Life

“Words are the beginning of every journey.”

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Love

A teacher is a student,

A lover is a listener,

A prophet watches the direction of the day,

And a singer repeats words from the heart.

How can I teach without learning?

How can I love without listening?

How can I hear wisdom if my voice is not silent?

Will I learn to sing without listening to my heart?

Those by my side depend on me,

While I chase leaves in the wind,

Fixing things around me,

While I break hearts instead.

I look at the stars above me,

While they chase further into the past,

As light becomes a dream,

Within the darkness of my heart.

The only hope is love,

Holding fast to this brilliant truth,

Yet as the organ beats in darkness,

My true heart fades from view.

I will chase the hope of love,

Until my heart ignites those close,

Until my life becomes a blessing,

And brings joy to the heart of God.

Fear

 

Nothing feels familiar,

The world is an illusion of the past,

Not knowing where days go,

The light is fading fast.

Purpose has departed the person,

 No longer living in a farce to survive,

 Waking each day in a cycle,

Barely feeling alive.

We no longer have our others,

Distant and hidden behind masks,

For help God gave us each other,

For alone no one can last.

Sleep has departed the many,

Our blanket is the darkness of night,

Haunted by dreams and worries,

Praying for the coming of light.

A bad dream is short lived for all,

For we all know we will wake.

When reality is like a nightmare,

It is more than anyone can take.

In the night let me lift your eyes,

So that you may look at the stars,

Like them we are still together,

You are never alone by far.

Family is the strength of living,

Though past or present or to be,

Love creates families beyond blood,

Here online a family can be.

Through the heart we remain as one,

For love’s bond draws us near,

More powerful than sadness or death,

Love is letting go of fear.

- 11/9/2021

Eric Visconti - Poet

Exploring Life

“Words are the beginning of every journey.”

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Reflections of Compassion

 There are times we all see moments that are so beautiful that it overwhelms our ability to vent beautiful emotions in words, and then the tears begin to come. I wrote this based on one of those moments.  They form vision which carries us through the darkness.

The world creates reflections,

From the light in our hearts.

Shining out a love of life,

We see colors in the sky.

From the vision of our hearts,

We find magic moments.

Not having to look hard,

They come to seek us out.

Such a fire is contagious,

It can be spread with a smile.

Something that is caught with a glance,

Then spreads out like the stars.

Such is the song of life,

Which is the bond between the living.

In these notes between our heartbeats,

No one ever truly dies.

Time is an illusion,

Just like distance and goodbyes.

Dispelling fears of tomorrow,

Is how I learned to fly.

- 11/4/2021

Eric Visconti - Poet

Exploring Life

“Words are the beginning of every journey.”

To find the words for you, visit my link tree to find my ebooks and blogs. 

Here comes the gift of a new day.  What will you do with it?

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The Darkness of Pain

 

The road of life contains,

Places where we loose,

Places where we hurt,

Places where we cry.

Behind every face,

Are stories of loss,

Stories of tragedy,

Where pain lies.

We cross paths for a reason,

For souls to connect,

For souls to learn,

So our spirits can fly.

From the darkness of pain,

We can join hands to heal,

Join hearts to resolve,

For there is no harm to try.

For God gave us each other,

In all times of need,

With true hearts around us,

Which is how he stays nearby.

The world spins in darkness,

And out of control,

While fear that surrounds us,

Creates eternal night.

Yet with the power of love,

The gift of God’s heart,

The sun will again rise,

As we walk towards the light. 

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The Forgotten Girl