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In The Distance between Hopes and Dreams, author Charles Lobaito presents a collection of poetry that embodies and explores the human spirit. We all wish to be great, and we all dream beyond the heights of our imagination. The verses contained here examine those wishes and dreamstheir conception and their accomplishment.
Each poem in this volume offers a journeya literary awakening into the places we know and beyond. The collection combines three books of poetry into one volume. Perception of the Navigator focuses on seizing ones destiny. The Epiphany Maker explores the abstract and the discovery of fate. Notebooks from the Past reflects on life in its search for peace.
From love to war, hope to promise, history to time, freedom to knowledge, the verses in this collection share honest, witty, and philosophical considerations of life at the dawn of the twenty-first century. The Distance between Hopes and Dreams seeks to bring out the poet and dreamer in all of us.
If Dreams Were Keys Thered Be No Locks
Door I
If dreams were keys thered be no locks,
All prisons empty, true love run amok!
Fat angels would smile with rifles, and socks:
To target the banana-strawberry heart.
Door II
Without any locks, lions would hunt
Like beasts, to pounce, thus reinvent pun,
Or breed like citizens for sport, and court:
Under the vanilla paper bag sun
Each poem in this volume offers a journeya literary awakening into the places we know and beyond. The collection combines three books of poetry into one volume. Perception of the Navigator focuses on seizing ones destiny. The Epiphany Maker explores the abstract and the discovery of fate. Notebooks from the Past reflects on life in its search for peace.
From love to war, hope to promise, history to time, freedom to knowledge, the verses in this collection share honest, witty, and philosophical considerations of life at the dawn of the twenty-first century. The Distance between Hopes and Dreams seeks to bring out the poet and dreamer in all of us.
If Dreams Were Keys Thered Be No Locks
Door I
If dreams were keys thered be no locks,
All prisons empty, true love run amok!
Fat angels would smile with rifles, and socks:
To target the banana-strawberry heart.
Door II
Without any locks, lions would hunt
Like beasts, to pounce, thus reinvent pun,
Or breed like citizens for sport, and court:
Under the vanilla paper bag sun