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# 12 A journey through words, feelings, images, thoughts: POETRY

the power of words.




Words have enormous power: it describes the world and we do understand, approach us, help us. They have exceptional strength, the poets know this very well. So we read and commented a bit 'of poetry, we have seen what are the tools of the poet (the rhyme, rhythm, figures of speech, the special use of words [the connotative meaning]. We found that words can be hot, cold, rough, soft, sweet or bitter. So after this great feast of words, the boys of the 2nd H wrote a poem. Each his own. And here they are


Different but together

The sun and the sunset
's water and fire
friends and enemies
hot and cold I
and you
different but complete

Lorenzo Leardini
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Awakening


After a long night when you wake up, wake up the sleeping eyes filling

of sunlight.

Melekhov Vladimir
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The lost soul


After a long night I hear my soul crying for sadness and melancholy

lies in the heart.


But there is always a ray that illuminates the heart
bring love and warmth.

Daniel White Vasilica
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Alba


Check the light from the hills but the night is still inside me.
My thoughts are elsewhere
have turned to nature
where I find peace and tranquility.

Mirko Fabbri
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Night


The night scares me but I know that day will

and I'm happy because I see you.

Andrea Falcioni
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School

sun lights up in the cold morning;
school
a question I did not know the lesson.

And they put me on punishment
I will go more now on
and bad grades do not take many more.

Luca Garuffo
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I remember one summer

Son victim of a wrong choice. These

memories memories of a summer that will not go away. And drop by drop

that my infectious smile
not know of anything but ancient.

Sara Broglio Andrea
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Fear

has no body, has no image

is the friend of the pain.
You may cry,
without hurt, without

can kill you make you die, you can destroy
.

Love

Love makes you dream,
but also suffer.
Love seems to be far away, but it is
nearby.
Love can fly like a butterfly just entered

in an uncertain world.

Cecilia Ravegnini
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Winter

The smell of cold
me Were
nostrils while winter flows
relentless on my heart sick.
is gray light that filters


between the cracks of the shutter.

The light of a winter that never ends. I realize only now

time that consumes me.

Angela Cardelli
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Sunset

You, you're there every day,
colors every time they change, you

salts in the morning that day and come down.

you admire,
everywhere where we are,

always enlighten our day and so, that I loved you.

David Berardi
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Winter sea

Winter sea
quiet solitude

peace
wrap me in his silence
and I forget for a second

of all my sadness

Asia Arlotti
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The darkness of the sky


look at the sky and wrap me in a 'great darkness without light

lifeless without air


no dream I'm alone in this world

Angela Castro Cabreja

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Time

The wind that blows in the sails,
in the sea like the mist that touches the hair of silver
footprint makes it clear how time can pass and make us relate to any
best time
sometimes you stop to think about past attempts to understand
 but you find yourself thinking about the days to come 

you at this time, the time devoted to faint

Cynthia Valentino Da Silva
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The music

Note for note the music comes up,
a sweet melody that echoes in the distance
a sad song
that accompanies the slow decline
of snowflakes at the top.

Federica Ripa
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Butterfly

a slight rustle among the leaves.
red wings are fast
that slight rustle up fragrant flowers.
like tongues of fire illuminate

sunset.

Alessandro Tarantini
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I miss

look at the sky and the clouds I see
you portray
I see your name in

lip and cry of the people reviewing your photos
because
know you do not see you anymore. I know that you

abbraccierò more.

see again I know that your eyes light
. I know that


see again your smile shine like the sun.
I miss you but I do not care

because you're inside me.

Haijirina Gufka
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Scroll


cold the winter will be after this blazing summer

and I will not live more of the warm rays
stolen by a wet autumn

the winter comes and I wait for the

spring with its many colors.

Federico Tosi
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Not only

Look at me.
Although I do not see, I'm here
,
next to you.

Every time a tear
bathe your face,
because the pain is too strong
to stay, I'll take

e. ..
to turn into a star.

not lose hope of a better day,
not stop dreaming.
Who does not dream,
leaves the sign of the biggest mistake.

Xhensila Heads
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Remember

And then there's the corner of the world:
that beach
that rock, that
dock.
Where you can watch it all
from another point of view, where you can dream
,
where, if you close your eyes, that smile
Review,
that look, that sunset.

resentment that voice,
that phrase, that laugh.
It plays the sound of the sea,
waves breaking on the shore,
that song that brings you back.
And then you hear that smell,
that indefinable, indescribable,
fantastic smell of happiness.
And the worst thing that can happen is to feel far from the only place

where you're really good.

Jade Gasperoni
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Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Front License Plate For Honda Odyssey

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