By Bruno Talerico
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always carry a few smilesready to sharekindnessrepaid by a smile.creativenessrewarded by a smile.spiritlifted by a smilehumorapplauded by a loud smileaffectionexpressed with a loving smilewhen traveling through life always have a pocketful © 2025 Bruno Talerico Stafford challenge 170/365.
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for those who believe,he is there, alive, tangible,visible in every seethingcauldron of pasta,every boiling pan of noodles,every swirling platter of fettuccine. therefore, give thanks,a short prayer of gratitude for the soul nourishing goodnessof each al-dente bite.give thanks for those sauced and cheesed slithering semolina swirls.give a knowing nod tothe all-seeing, the all-knowing,the kind, the most…
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Opening the door to my heart,I step into a wild garden,air thick with the sweet scent of jasmine,leaves rustling softly,whispering secrets of the past.Petals of joy unfurl,laughing in warm sunlight,while thorns prick my skin—a vibrant dance on the edge of pain.Love flickerslike fireflies in dusky twilight,glowing with fleeting promisesagainst encroaching darkness.In this tangled landscape,love and…
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We both drink from this sea of Blue.You live downstream, but I am upstream.night after night I dream—of you.I see the stream,but you’re far from view.Will the moon above cease to glow?Will my yearning cease to flow?One day our twin heartswill merge,waiting, not in vain,for tides to surge.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 166/365.Inspired by poetry…
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nestled withinmilky thighsvibrations purr underskilled fingersevokingaural ecstasy©2022 Bruno Talericorevised 2025Stafford challenge 165/365Image created with AI.
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a broad-brimmed hata rucksacka water bottlea pair of sturdy shoesa few days worth of fooda direction what more do you really need?© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 164/365
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This poem is a living thing.it is intemperate, moody,calm and collected in some moments,filled with passion and exuberance at others.This poem brims with vitalitywords pulsating with wondershadowed with ache; lines thick with insights or insultsoften suffused with careless beautyBe careful with this poemor it might wriggle freeescaping your graspslithering off into the grassnever to be…
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soft clouds passing byno rain ‘til monsoon seasonit’s desert humor© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 163/365.
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summer day dawningmonsoon clouds on horizoncooling storms ahead© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 161/365.
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afloat in clear pondunder canopy of starssweet luna rising© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 160/365.
Desert Dweller 