The first image of an hillock.

[Sinibaldi]

Near the bush
where singing
blackbirds describe
a signal of care
I see the beautiful
darkness, and
also that sunset,
when my sound
fades away, discovers
a dream and a
tender idea.

http://boards.vanityfair.com/thread.jspa?threadID=17477&tstart=0

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

This is the
first image of
an open hillock,
and this is
the sun now
recalling the action
of a singing blackbird,
that beautiful care
becoming excited
while the dark
fades away......

Francesco Sinibaldi

http://boards.vanityfair.com/thread.jspa?threadID=17477&tstart=0

[Sinibaldi]

In a beautiful
candle I hear
a voice and a
timid intention
of that delicate
sun: the blackbird,
arrived near a
fountain, gives me
the answer of
a luminous care,
and this is
the end of a loving
profile.

Francesco Sinibaldi

http://www.nacional.hr/forum/view/1635/

[Sinibaldi]

In the darkness,
and when a soft
wind arrives near
a magic lantern,
you call me
like a glittering eye
in the skill of
a wisdom, you touch
a desire, and then,
in my heart, a delicate
voice discovers a
fate: you claim
the atmosphere, I
give the sound.....

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

In the sky
the sunny cloud
appears like a
delicate candle in
the song of your
heart, and sometimes,
when you pray
with clasped hands
recalling the past,
a young bird
arrives near the
sound of a footprint,
and ever delights,
in a notion of love.....

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

That sunshine
remains in the
heart of a prickle
like a luminous gleam
now reflecting the
pain; and everywhere
a light disappears
giving the red
wind where your
spirit outshines....

Francesco Sinibaldi

http://pub41.bravenet.com/guestbook/show.php?usernum=3511503074&cpv=1#BN-Pagination-Top-Nav

[Sinibaldi]

When the sunset
returns and a light
fades away
like a beautiful
darkness now
remembering my life,
I live in your
world: delicate
footprints arrive in
my mind with
a loving desire,
and everything shines,
in the care of
a pain.....

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

There, round
a river falling again
near the twisted
road, your delicate
footprint portrays
a profile, and also
a new atmosphere,
backwards, like the
sound of a dreamland
in the feast of a
beautiful sky.

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

A sandy shore,
when the soft wind
arrives presenting
a sound and a
luminous torpor,
converts in a feast
the crying of a
swallow, going to
bed, and always
recalling the present
idea.

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

The shining light
of a twisted
road gives an
attention to that
fine blackbird, living
this present and
the beautiful vision
of a luminous
love: a song in
your life, a delicate
sadness in a vigorous
care.

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

A flash of
light falls in the
bedroom with
an evident strength,
and I search, in
my childhood, the
sound of a blackbird,
a beautiful noise
and the love for
a dream.

Francesco Sinibaldi

http://forums.liverpoolecho.co.uk/viewtopic.php?t=40213

[jpatokal]

Jade clouds swirled above the poetry like a flame
Stalking nothing like it was kicked--Just like a horn
It rapes with masculine, horny abandon,
Winky, the precise little dictator smiled with a cherib grin
It was really really elated
Never produced.. . Never more has been talked
Diving in a lake of drear, the gibberish found a golden sea slug
From a height high above, the preacher grasped the crab grass.
Right here, right now, and for each and every professor.

( courtesy of Poetry CreatOR 2 (http://www-cs-students.stanford.edu/~esincoff/poetry/jpoetry.html) :cool: )

[Sinibaldi]

A circle of life
is the natural field
of a country, in
a luminous care
now forgetting an
answer; and this
is my dreamland,
the sound of a
blackbird and an
ancient desire.

Francesco Sinibaldi

http://amicipoesia.mondoweb.net/topic814.html

[jpatokal]

"A clammy blackbird"!? I'm increasingly convinced that this crap is generated by computer...

[Sinibaldi]

No, this is only "construction on the sound", this tecnique brings this kind of poetry.

To the next. Bye.

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

The long vigils
of the night fall
on the ground
with a fine
sensibility, and
even that sunshine
invites me to cry
near the sound
of a finger: I dream
you my dear,
I remember your
fate.

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

The strong
sands of an open
sea give an
illusion to that
beautiful sunset,
while a gentle
delight reappears,
suddenly, where
a glimmer outshines....

Francesco Sinibaldi

http://forums.canadiancontent.net/canadian-culture/74142-long-vigils-night.html

[Sinibaldi]

When everything
shines in the
light of October
there's a beautiful
seaside, and a
careful watcher: the
sun fades away,
and even a
strange man
arrives near a
fountain.

Francesco Sinibaldi

http://forum.china.org.cn/viewthread.php?tid=1749&extra=page%3D1

[Sinibaldi]

The spring water
gives me a
particular feeling,
the purple appearance
in the heart of a
beautiful landscape;
and always outshines,
like a dream in
the breath of
a sadness.

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

I love to
walk in the
garden with
a lot of portraits,
recalling a blackbird
and always
describing a little
emotion.

Francesco Sinibaldi

http://www.foreignpolicy.com/resources/forum/viewtopic.php?t=4970

[Sinibaldi]

In the heaven,
near a beautiful
clapping, I
hear a voice:
a spirit appears
in the shade
of a Chapel
and everything
shines on the
side of your
darkness.

Francesco Sinibaldi

http://pub30.bravenet.com/guestbook/2504194210

[Sinibaldi]

In the springtime,
near an hedge
full of intentions,
I see the blackbird
of a youthful
day: over a bridge,
near a delicate
sadness, with
all my heart......

Francesco Sinibaldi

[Sinibaldi]

The stranger
arrives with a
present agility,
and so my
desire appears
near a delicate
border, the side
of my life that
discovers a dream.

Francesco Sinibaldi

http://www.dailystar.co.uk/forum/view/1433/Hello-my-dear-/2/