ELISA MASCIA

ELISA MASCIA

The Beauty

Of The Soul Is Love

Love is born from strong roots

and an entire life is not enough

to weave an infinite network

of melodious notes the only singer

he is the man in admiring beauty

in knowing how to grasp everything,

enchanted by the scent of a rose

to offer to the beloved who appreciates it.

Everything radiates and shines

to the intertwining of noble sentiment

strong cement adhesive

and hatred in love translates

for those who know how to look beautiful

and to understand from the intimate thought

in going tall, proud

of only knowing how to love.

It enhances total beauty

of the candid soul that is a gift

like a prince on the throne

reward those who are loyal.

Beauty of the soul goodness of heart

the man who owns them does it honor.

Only To The Sea.

Alone you arrive soon

in the morning if it's sunny

or wind with the clouds

after the nocturnal dream

ready you would like it to come true

going back in time

endless in space - time

when together you were proud.

Two lives, one in miniature

steep climbs in the high mountains

frost-free without complaining

when circumstance was hard

they didn't speak both intent

in the example to give and to learn

in silence the hearts were smiling

with their wise looks,

quick and tacit understanding

in a natural symbiosis

of wonderful blue eyes

this brought them together and so much about life.

Now in the sun it is closer,

master, night shining star,

the day no longer calm,

footprints on the beach and head bowed

no longer company between the two

in clear and sad solitude

sand and salt taste,

look at the sky smile without joy.

The Best Season Of My Life.

While I think of spring

of life the most beautiful period

in the throat I feel I have a knot

which induces me to reflect

of the millions of colorful flowers

in the meadows, around perfume

it expands and the sky rises smoke

intoxicates the mind where you reside.

Autumn when by the sea

it is pleasant to linger at sunset

in the enchantment everyone is ready to measure

of a journey in the beyond begin

savoring every moment again

I breathe the crisp air at dawn

beautiful life and exciting energy.

They are beautiful and also particular

the days that mark summer

of life the continuation of anxiety

yet lived with intensity they are dear

they evoke passion with warmth

and the desire to look for a bit of coolness

to give shelter to the heat surge

sometimes feeling as strong as a lion.

Then the winter season

also by comparison it holds up well

fix it here and there, and correct

errors and for paradise becomes pivot

for reflections and refuge in prayer

of the lost time now there is no remedy

he refuses to live a day in tedium

beauties can be admired from day to night.

ELISA MASCIA

ELISA MASCIA: Born in Santa Croce of Magliano (Cb), she lives and works in San Giuliano di Puglia (Cb). She is a teacher, retired.  From a very young age the predilection for a pencil in hand and also a camera for the still current passion to photograph events and the surrounding landscape. Writing, writing always and in every occasion a detail, a photo of a sunrise or a sunset, a painting or what is in nature and in the whole world arouses motive and inexhaustible source of inspiration. She has participated in various national and international and world poetry competitions obtaining awards, certificates of participation and merit, honorable mentions. The book of unpublished poems "The grater of the moon" was published by L'inedito Letterario. Selected at the XXXIV edition of the Histonium Prize 2019 with the Silloge inspired by 10 paintings by the great artist and poet Erminio Girardo n. his teacher died on 12/27/1924 in Milan on 02-14-2019. In the Opainternational group, insert 5 poems in the Anthology 2019 Spirit of Nature. Diploma of recognition at the world event of the Rosa y Orquídeas MIXTICA Edition III.