Monsters Exist

small was the wooden boat where I layin the pond of my youthred was the color of the water each dayfor my tears carried the truth sunshine filled the boat where secrets hidmy pole and bobber bright redkept me company, as I was five, a good kidI feared they wished I was dead monsters did […]

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My New Poem, “Violin Tears,” Now Live at Spillwords Press NYC

tears crystalize on my small face like water on frozen glassquivering my hand reaches out with such yearningcolors of sapphire, and rubies I throw onto our canvasarising shapes of merriment mix with raw, passionate memoriescascading like secret rivers seeking new tributariesflutes thrill as life kisses my soul, and an orchestra performstiny dancers twirl, floating on […]

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New Jerusalem

a brilliant light shines intensely white, as the power of God, does revealblack corruption, murder, and seas of lies draping, but God’s Love doth healbringing forth life to all those born again, Our Father creator of His earthangels tend to Jesus in the desert, but death, resurrection the goal of His birthsilence can be music, […]

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Sprinkle of Gold

a trail of love springs forth with morning gloriesas rain disperses drops, on steaming, searing sandtemperate waves leave kisses on briny shoresalike a ring placed on the ankle of a new bridemoonlight is tasting the glitter of dusk in Valenciaan artist captures musical notes and the heartsof women dancers, on canvas, his wife, and one […]

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God’s Hand

Poem written by Joni Caggiano on 07/28/20 – Photo by Stephanie LeBlanc   flower petals float into my hairsand gathers in hills by midnight airthe moon closes her lid and darkness will fallcypress grows in a marshland that forgot to callcreation blooms and acorns smile, as they are buried in sandwhile God walks a lost […]

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Plea for Grace

Poem Written by Joni Caggiano on 07/23/20 – Painting Courtesy of Birmingham Museum via Unsplash.com Open is my pounding heart as raw emotions; I do so often share Stunned by your compassion, God, for our love, hope, and prayer Intense your light, as on my knees Lord, You often find me there Like David to […]

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Wisdom From Heartache

the in-between time held out her hand and offered hopewhispering my name through her honey and lavender breathhovering beside her were hummingbirds and white dovesjoyfulness bled blue, my heartbeats held in a glass treasure boxhanging from silk threads, like cotton candy, around her long necktaking her hand, she flew me into the realm of the […]

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God is Waiting

The fine hairs of the tree moss,talk to one another in a languageonly they know. Years have gone since the heavybranches have felt the weightof heavy winter snow. The earth preserves herself withina cavity of love, as many thingshave fallen to slumber. Years ago when the moonlightbrought a trail of tears, Godtalked of such wonder. […]

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The Marriage Seed

(reading time 1 minute 9 seconds) Closing my eyes, I hear the feverish pitch of your heart while my skin senses the earth, which discriminatingly recites her poetry in unison with the sun.  My fingertips feel the pressure of garden seeds pushing dark, damp soil as roots grow downward.  Your smell penetrates my nostrils, leaving […]

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Santiago’s Sorrow

Flute notes echo with soft drum beats, as a human soul does singTearing from a body floating up, leaving all trivial earthly things Dressed in black, Santiago, Chile, morns her dead as angels soundVineyards abandoned, red copper and steelworkers sadly abound Her City’s kindness, a handmade doll, given to this guest in tearsWrought with shadows […]

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