Cold days are these bringing men to their knees,
a feast for the wolves in the Winter woods.
Pray not to be prey by shattered hearts seized,
bitterness wholeheartedly understood.
Memorable times of loves far away,
wash over me like the high ocean tides.
I gave my heart so freely come what may,
waiting for the sun and noon to collide.
For that which takes my soul to rue despair
the glistening hopes are of good favor.
Yet, I shall breathe again in caution's care,
for the passion of love I shall savor.
My heart dawns, it sincerely dawns for thee,
for this fact surely the best is yet to be.
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 two other books at the present time. One is entitled "The Angel and the Witches and the other is "Once Upon A Halloween"
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