Worn out like tattered rags,
on the hopeless homeless,
tarnished like an old brass pot
on an empty forgotten shelf.
This is my heart to me,
torn by the shattered glass shards,
embedded in my dog-tired soul.
Sometimes memories are instilled
when remembered in time.
They flow through your veins,
like a river wild on the countryside of life.
When true love calls again,
I will answer it with open arms,
and I will protect it forever in my soul.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2020
I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on three other books at the present time. The first is entitled "The Angel and the Witches, the second is "Once Upon A Halloween" and the third is "The Devil's Playground".
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