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Philosopher/Poet Author Maria Catania
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Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Balance
Standing on the edge of something, is the leverage of strength,
meet in the middle, as stability settles in...
MariaCatania
Paying it Forward
Learn with achievement,
knowledge is key to success,
Master of what learned, pass on...
MariaCatania
Positive Proof
A stare captures many visions in a world of creativity,
we seek fortune in the eyes of the future...
MariaCatania
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Empathy
Sit across feel the pain of someone, sacrifice tears...
The mirror of illusions rectified by strength...
The hand that swept the fear of disbelief...
The sunshine that broaden your vision of courage...
~Maria Catania~
Soul 2 soul
The smile that took your breath away,
The hand you knew would touch your heart embraced with love,
The eyes that saw through your soul...
~Maria Catania~
Love
Gaze into the ocean of eyes that blanket your soul with compassion,
Hand in hand we walk together, the road awaits,
Look ahead to laughter of glory sights of forever in our hearts...
~Maria Catania~
Soul to soul
To hear the whisper that caught your ear of harmony,
Charmed your heart of glow,
Walk the trail of destiny...
~Maria Catania~
Growth
Wake as the morning sunlight splashes upon your face of youth,
gleam with sharpness, as you create your boundaries,
Define perfection of skilled concept...
~Maria Catania~
Witch Craft
The more you fight the resistance of acceptance, that challenges your heart,
that begins to wither, as you rejoice in love...
~Maria Catania~
Tip the scale
Strive the energy, not weakness,
Conquer the goal, not failure,
Establish success of greatness...
~Maria Catania~
Saturday, September 21, 2013
Tearjerker
For every tear that rolls down my cheek, I give to you my love to keep...
Maria Catania
~keepamericaheard~
©2013
©2013
Whether you may weather
May tomorrow shower you with memories, passed through the day of remembrance...
Maria Catania
~keepamericaheard~
Lightfoot
Wash away the rainy day, as you cleanse the Earths soil of survival, as we walk thunder paths...
Maria Catania
~keepamericaheard~
Star
Full moon fill the night with jasmine, to wake with honeysuckle sunshine upon my face, as the shadows appear on the surface with a twinkle...
Maria Catania
~keepamericaheard~
Spirituality
When one faces truth of thee eye, will you reach into the light, while you join hand in hand of heaven...
Maria Catania
~keepamericaheard~
A Unit
Lips memorized by the innocent caress of ones, two entwined as a whole, nurture the soul...
Maria Catania
~keepamericaheard~
Mentor
From a distance you come forth,carrying the love of knowledge on your cuff of sleeve,stained mind of wisdom...
Maria Catania
~keepamericaheard~
Soul Mate
I saw you in my life, you left a scar on my heart, Yet loved you a lifetime...
Maria Catania
~keepamericaheard~
Thursday, September 19, 2013
A drift-
Strategy of challenges fuel the mind, soul in the outer shell reflect, destiny awaits the arrival
~Maria Catania~
Saturday, September 14, 2013
24-
Seeking completeness to answers being cautious within those that crossed, and passed through my doors of life,with being at the "Verge of Red."
Lye's that trampled a stain of pain, that soon to be revealed amongst the living, that deceived my every thought of linking my past.
Wandering between the streets of avenues that never could quite see what was ahead, blinded by truth staring me in the face, down a dead end- with no answers nor truth...
Blacked out from understanding who I really was, being discouraged with every step to face reality of knowing my past would surface to my current stage.
Standing in a 10 by 10 room, the ceiling began to spin, down went my knees to the floor, back against the door.
My head began to ache, with every vision circle of life's past, as the images became more vivid, derailed by confusion of mistrust.
Chased for answers to a past unknown, as the years increased the faces of names didn't match or recognize the familiarity of the darkest places I had endured.
Managed year to year wondering what could fill the empty void of my memory loss.
Only to regain the missing answers that told the past hidden, locked behind the walls of mind.
I was suppressed of completion, knowing the remembrance of 24 years lost, only to gain myself back as a Soul of existence.
Author Maria Catania -keepamericaheard-
Monday, September 9, 2013
1 World, 1 Nation
If we all stood hand in hand together, would you complete the circle of Unity of love, in our beautiful America the Land of the free and proud, when in doubt, remember what it's all about...
We the People,
keeping America heard
©mariacatania
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Timed
Another second another minute has come to pass within the 24 /7 hour day of the week, in the months ahead,
A year has moved upon...
Make the new beginning, another second another minute has come to pass within the 24 /7 hour day of the week, in the months ahead,
Contributing your daily tasks of prosperity of success, and with honor in every second of every minute has come to pass within the 24 /7 hour day of the week, in the months ahead of being timed...
Keepamericahead Maria Catania
Friday, August 30, 2013
Soul Search
Another day has passed, wash away todays pain, while you cleanse it with a refreshing start of a new day of conquer.
Never look at your past as a reminder of loss, look at it as a gain of strength that you survived your past, to the future of a beginning of life filled with love, that surrounds you.
Keep our America heard,
Maria Catania
Never look at your past as a reminder of loss, look at it as a gain of strength that you survived your past, to the future of a beginning of life filled with love, that surrounds you.
Keep our America heard,
Maria Catania
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Universal
I have yet to polish my focus on my daily task,
a mere glimpse of doubt I do not sore...
Bare strength of Lion, slay fear through the eyes that walk the Dragon...
Seize swords of armor as we triumph the cause, thy shall be scared of Revolution...
Salvage of what may come as destiny forms...
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
America
Preserve our Nation, separation forms from a World lived apart by the illusion of Democracy that exists in our lost words of decades collapsing into destruction of what Worldly possessions have divided the reality of expectations unknown, travel the distance walk the horizon of scaffold Monarchy of transcendence...
©MariaCatania
Friday, July 12, 2013
Nominalism
Another week of serving your Country forthright,
engaging in extreme discussions amongst Culture...
Vanish from disappointment, look ahead to proclaim your victory,
Justify the magnitude of self worthy, the abundance of influence...
©MariaCatania
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Weekly Determination
The start of the day especially in the beginning of the week, Monday and Tuesday have the same feeling of "Wow, the weekend is over, back to work!"
Wednesday hits, I don't refer to Wednesday as "HUMP" Day, that's so passé...
I look at it as: Ur weekend is around the corner, and you have accomplished another successful week of creativity, in your weekly tasks of motivation...
Never be complacent, always strive to be better at what your trying to achieve,
what you put into the standards of your life; is an excellent outcome...
Keep moving with Confidence, and Courage, with the tools you started with...
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Thursday, June 27, 2013
-keepamericaheard-
Today brings promising hope and prosperity to those who made dreams into reality,
never doubt your capabilities, and growth in life; excel in a lifetime...
For tomorrow will bring Youth, and surrealism amongst those who brought change...
While the shadow may seem to be dark, look into the mirror, and believe...©MariaCatania
Today brings promising hope and prosperity to those who made dreams into reality,
never doubt your capabilities, and growth in life; excel in a lifetime...
For tomorrow will bring Youth, and surrealism amongst those who brought change...
While the shadow may seem to be dark, look into the mirror, and believe...
never doubt your capabilities, and growth in life; excel in a lifetime...
For tomorrow will bring Youth, and surrealism amongst those who brought change...
While the shadow may seem to be dark, look into the mirror, and believe...
©MariaCatania
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
2013' -Landslide-
Will 2morro bring us Sunshine or rain,
Will the weather cloud my judgment of the overview of days surpassed...
Only those that choose to go forthright, shall over come any weather they may whether...
See the light in her eyes of gazing skies cross her path,
Moon so full, like love through veins of heart ...
When I look to the sky,
I see a beautiful butterfly...
Flying as free as it can be,
My wish someday, is to be as free that way...
Ripples caress the water,
stoned with waves across the shore...
Another tide has washed away, the day of current...
Will the weather cloud my judgment of the overview of days surpassed...
Only those that choose to go forthright, shall over come any weather they may whether...
See the light in her eyes of gazing skies cross her path,
Moon so full, like love through veins of heart ...
When I look to the sky,
I see a beautiful butterfly...
Flying as free as it can be,
My wish someday, is to be as free that way...
Ripples caress the water,
stoned with waves across the shore...
Another tide has washed away, the day of current...
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Editors Choice award 1997', How I feel-
I want to sit by the sea, smell the salt air
through the whispering winds. Listen to the waves
collide against the current. Another tide as washed up
the shells of colors, that reflect with the sun's ray of
beauty. The sand of velvet that sits beneath my feet,
like soft rose pedals. Shed my tears, like rain spreads
through the open fields of nature that covers our survival.
Freedom of great wide open waters never ending. When a flower
blooms, like a baby is born that's brought into life,
unknowing what to expect. Let us drain the poverty of those
that weep in the alley's of desperation. The wisdom of the
wise, revive the weak. Bitterness in the eye's of a cold
shallow heart, that bleeds with thorns of pain on an
open wound. Seek those that are troubled, but be aware
of those recovering. Appearance is like an image in the mirror
of defiance, a reaction of negativity of an illusion, that we
think appears. A dream that wishes to be real, but only an image
of life unlived. As a team we conquer, distance becomes a
separation from a world lived apart. The memories don't seem to
fade, they just grow older as we hold on to them.
This poem has been claimed by Maria Catania
through the whispering winds. Listen to the waves
collide against the current. Another tide as washed up
the shells of colors, that reflect with the sun's ray of
beauty. The sand of velvet that sits beneath my feet,
like soft rose pedals. Shed my tears, like rain spreads
through the open fields of nature that covers our survival.
Freedom of great wide open waters never ending. When a flower
blooms, like a baby is born that's brought into life,
unknowing what to expect. Let us drain the poverty of those
that weep in the alley's of desperation. The wisdom of the
wise, revive the weak. Bitterness in the eye's of a cold
shallow heart, that bleeds with thorns of pain on an
open wound. Seek those that are troubled, but be aware
of those recovering. Appearance is like an image in the mirror
of defiance, a reaction of negativity of an illusion, that we
think appears. A dream that wishes to be real, but only an image
of life unlived. As a team we conquer, distance becomes a
separation from a world lived apart. The memories don't seem to
fade, they just grow older as we hold on to them.
This poem has been claimed by Maria Catania
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Morning arrives, fawns with there noses perched upon the greenery.
The temperature had dropped.
A flame had set the room with a warm and cozy atmosphere.
The three had started the makings of a perfect day.
Laughter and tears had filled the rooms of the house.
As she stood still for a moment,
she brushed off the tears from her face.
She shared to be blissfully happy.
She paused to catch her breath,
as she continued with a river of tears flowing from her eyes.
The two gentlemen listened with concern.
"This feels kind of nice, to be this happy".
"Its to good to be true, she said".
And it was.
A smile had come across their faces,
with tears of joy in their eyes,
and look of at ease.
Emerald skies and a glorious moon had filled the night,
with a hint of jasmine in the air.
This poem has been claimed by Maria Catania
The temperature had dropped.
A flame had set the room with a warm and cozy atmosphere.
The three had started the makings of a perfect day.
Laughter and tears had filled the rooms of the house.
As she stood still for a moment,
she brushed off the tears from her face.
She shared to be blissfully happy.
She paused to catch her breath,
as she continued with a river of tears flowing from her eyes.
The two gentlemen listened with concern.
"This feels kind of nice, to be this happy".
"Its to good to be true, she said".
And it was.
A smile had come across their faces,
with tears of joy in their eyes,
and look of at ease.
Emerald skies and a glorious moon had filled the night,
with a hint of jasmine in the air.
This poem has been claimed by Maria Catania
Editors Choice Award 2003, -Rider of the Storm- poetry.com
The orientation of life blooms with birth, detours
with cycles of turmoil, which journeys off to a new beginning.
A flower blooms with such color, like the arc of a rainbow.
Can you see the colors that light the way
to the beauty of a soul?
In life, we see all the colors that make up a day
and bring on the night.
As stricken as I was in life,
my life was very limited with those to trust.
I sometimes stand in the center and watch everyone around me,
then again, I step out to look in, to hear the sorrows that fill
my eyes with tears, from the storm that lie's within my heart.
Fear is what I keep inside and tears are what I try to hide.
Observe the vicious circle of people who have betrayed
one another, yet beg for an approval from either one.
Play and feed off the good to nurture your arrogance,
like a cold, shallow heart that bleeds with thorns of pain.
Seek those that lurk in alleys of desperation,
and see the color of gray.
Knock the weak, but be aware of those recovering.
Separation comes from a world lived apart,
like a country in ruin.
This poem has been claimed by Maria Catania
with cycles of turmoil, which journeys off to a new beginning.
A flower blooms with such color, like the arc of a rainbow.
Can you see the colors that light the way
to the beauty of a soul?
In life, we see all the colors that make up a day
and bring on the night.
As stricken as I was in life,
my life was very limited with those to trust.
I sometimes stand in the center and watch everyone around me,
then again, I step out to look in, to hear the sorrows that fill
my eyes with tears, from the storm that lie's within my heart.
Fear is what I keep inside and tears are what I try to hide.
Observe the vicious circle of people who have betrayed
one another, yet beg for an approval from either one.
Play and feed off the good to nurture your arrogance,
like a cold, shallow heart that bleeds with thorns of pain.
Seek those that lurk in alleys of desperation,
and see the color of gray.
Knock the weak, but be aware of those recovering.
Separation comes from a world lived apart,
like a country in ruin.
This poem has been claimed by Maria Catania
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Editors Choice award 2005 -The Worth of a Smile- poetry.com
A long road of hope and war awaits for our heroic soldiers.
As the days get older, a letter sent from afar,
With encouragement of bravery, supports our fellow man.
The look of a smile emerges with tears of joy,
While reading the words of faith and prayer,
From an angel looking over their shoulders.
Carrying the weight of the sun, suited with armor,
A soldier shares amongst his Troops.
"Be strong and forthright", wisdom and faith will guide you through tomorrow.
A letter of hope touched many hearts.
Thank you for sharing the gift of a smile,
while we are a world apart.
Words of inspiration is the true worth of a smile.
Maria Catania
As the days get older, a letter sent from afar,
With encouragement of bravery, supports our fellow man.
The look of a smile emerges with tears of joy,
While reading the words of faith and prayer,
From an angel looking over their shoulders.
Carrying the weight of the sun, suited with armor,
A soldier shares amongst his Troops.
"Be strong and forthright", wisdom and faith will guide you through tomorrow.
A letter of hope touched many hearts.
Thank you for sharing the gift of a smile,
while we are a world apart.
Words of inspiration is the true worth of a smile.
Maria Catania
~keepamericaheard~
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