Disappearing Slowly

Photography by Gabriel Matula – Unsplash – Poem by Joni Caggiano on Saturday, June 5, 2021 Shall I rise today and put on my face?  If so, which face shall I paint.  I suffer like a lamp whose light no longer shines or a piano whose keys are missing, yet still strains to coerce a […]

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My New Poem, “Memories Buried In a Box,” Now Live at MasticadoresUSA

I am honored to be published in MasticadoresUSA (Editora: Gabriela Marie Milton, Director: j re crivello)   I am the seasoning in your food, infused with blood-tinged lovegrave diggers plow a hole into my left eye, now crossedblack memories are buried there, along with my visionlifeless in a woeful, cardboard box, are my wedding ringsmy […]

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Fledgling

in the waking hours, I hear your breathcrusted sands of the past are in your eyesreminders of painlies that lick the dustsheets that once knew lusterstolen from an innocentdevouring me like a vulturelost, I linger like the fledglingafraid to leaveafraid to stayliving in the in-betweendying in the shadows

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Frailty Amongst The Lies

Frailty the stuff of life where burdens lie, and people buryUnsung songs, misery, and grave hardships twice we carry Bruises moving like brown tadpoles in a dry southern creekVoices shallow telling lies like traitors when they dare speak My heart is broken by daggers thrown from a vengeful voiceChoosing kindness gifted in golden threads is […]

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Not Ready to be Ripe

Watching the clock, I knew, as fresh dampness gathered between my breast, that as the figs began to ripen, on our tree, to him, I would never be in season. After school, on this screen porch, waiting for him, to see the toss of his head, the glimmer of green in his eyes, I realized […]

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Drink of Despair

oh, how thee has driven shards of blackened, soulless glassinto this faithful heart, for which you had so declared to loveto seize a life, from your beloved child, which was so cherishedknotted hair with anise and coriander lingered, and roses placed thereinhence the sun will set, but only once more for me, upon our lovers’ […]

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The Ancients

Wounded heart dangling in a hundred pieces, from gifted ancient treesWhere others have ventured for centuries, to weep, over Egypt’s Red SeasHer dying algae turning the blue-green waters to scarlet, the color of deathHues of the sunset rise with my embers towards heaven’s vast floral breathMy lonely aching soul, did awake a heartless, hurt spirit, […]

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Lust and a Coffee Cup

Window Weeper, salty tears lost in anguish, cutting deep with painYour saddened state only aggravates your memories which are in vainAlone inside empty walls, for you, there is now nowhere else to runYou should have known that evening out with lust, was more than funYet within your rending heart and in your dreams you already […]

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