The Flash, the lightning bolt that streaks ... poem by Stefano Donno

The Flash, the lightning bolt that streaks

Across the sky, so quick and fleet

With powers beyond mortal reach

He moves with a supersonic beat

 

His crimson suit, a blur of red

As he races to save the day

His lightning bolt, a symbol ahead

Guiding the path, the hero's way

 

With every step, the world slows down

As he harnesses the speed force's might

A hero born to run, to astound

And keep the world safe through the night

 

With foes as fast as he is strong

He battles on, with lightning strikes

His heart and soul, pure and long

A champion for all that's right

 

So let the Flash run free and true

A beacon of hope, a force of light

For all the world to look up to

And chase the darkness out of sight.

 

 

The Walking Dead, they roam the land, a constant threat, no safe haven at hand ... poem by Stefano Donno

In a world where the dead arise,

And survival is the only prize,

The Walking Dead, they roam the land,

A constant threat, no safe haven at hand.

 

The survivors band together,

Against the undead's relentless endeavor,

They fight to keep their loved ones alive,

Against all odds, they strive and strive.

 

Their journey is one of pain and loss,

A never-ending cycle of chaos and exhaust,

But in each other, they find the will,

To keep on fighting, to push uphill.

 

And though the world may be unkind,

And death may always be close behind,

Their spirits remain unbroken and strong,

As they journey on, moving ever along.

 

For in this world of death and decay,

Their humanity still finds a way,

To shine through the darkness and the dread,

And remind us all, of what it means to be alive instead.

 

 

Dungeons & Dragons ... poem by Stefano Donno

A quest begins, a tale unfolds,

As heroes journey, brave and bold.

They wield their swords, their magic spells,

Against the darkness, they will prevail.

 

From dungeons deep to mountains high,

They seek adventure, never to shy.

Against the dragons, they will fight,

With courage burning, like a torch's light.

 

Their fellowship strong, their bond unbroken,

As they venture forth, words unspoken.

For they know their fate is in their hands,

As they traverse through treacherous lands.

 

Each foe they face, each monster slain,

Their legend grows, like a wildfire's flame.

For they are warriors, strong and true,

Their hearts pure, their souls imbued.

 

And so they journey, through endless strife,

For honor, glory, and the thrill of life.

The Dungeons & Dragons brand, a world so vast,

A game of legends, that will forever last.

 

 

Superman ... poem by Stefano Donno

In Metropolis, the city of steel and might,

A hero soars through the sky, a beacon of light.

His cape trails behind him, a red and blue streak,

As he fights for truth, justice, and the meek.

 

With eyes that blaze like the sun at high noon,

He scans the horizon, seeking out a new boon.

A cry for help, a call to arms,

His duty is clear, his resolve unwavering and calm.

 

He dives through the air, faster than a bullet,

His fists a blur, as he thwarts each villainous culprit.

With superhuman strength, he bends steel with ease,

And his powers seem endless, no foe can appease.

 

But beneath the mask of the hero, a man is revealed,

A heart of gold, a love that is sealed.

For Lois, his dear one, he would give his all,

To protect her from harm, to heed her call.

 

Superman, the symbol of hope and might,

A legend that shines through the darkest of night.

His spirit lives on, a champion for all,

As he fights for justice, for humanity's call.

 

 

Bob Dylan, the troubadour of our time ... poem by Stefano Donno

His voice a whisper on the wind,

His words like poetry they sing,

Bob Dylan, the troubadour of our time,

His music echoes, a constant chime.

He speaks of love and loss and pain,

Of the human condition, again and again,

His lyrics raw and full of truth,

And in his songs, we find our youth.

For Dylan is more than just a musician,

He's a storyteller, a man on a mission,

To shed light on the world we live in,

And give voice to those who have been given.

From "Blowin' in the Wind" to "Like a Rolling Stone",

His melodies and lyrics have forever flown,

Into the hearts of those who listen,

And his legacy will forever glisten.

So here's to Bob Dylan, the legend of folk,

His songs will forever provoke,

Thought and feeling, inspiration too,

And we'll keep singing along, as we always do.

In Eastwick town where witches dwell, three friends, their lives not going well ... poem by Stefano Donno

In Eastwick town where witches dwell,

Three friends, their lives not going well,

Yearn for love and passion true,

And cast a spell, as witches do.

Soon after, from out of the blue,

A man appears, handsome and new,

And each of them he does pursue,

With charm and wit, and all things taboo.

But as they revel in their newfound bliss,

They realize the man they cannot miss,

Is not all he seems, and in their midst,

A devilish secret he does enlist.

With magic and mayhem, they fight the foe,

And learn the power they never did know,

As witches of Eastwick, they overthrow,

The devil's reign, and make him go.

And when the dust has finally cleared,

The witches of Eastwick stand revered,

As heroes of the town, and no longer feared,

For they have conquered what they once revered.

So if you find yourself in Eastwick town,

Beware of witches and their powerful crown,

For they can bring both smiles and frowns,

And turn your world, upside down.

Robocop ... poem by Stefano Donno

In the city of Detroit, where crime ran free,

A hero emerged, known as Robocop, you see.

A machine, but with a human soul,

His mission, to bring law and order, to make the city whole.

With his armor of steel, and his gun at his side,

He patrolled the streets, with a sense of pride.

His programming, precise, his aim, deadly and true,

He fought for justice, with every task that he would pursue.

A man once, before his tragic fate,

Now a savior, that the city learned to appreciate.

In his fight against the corrupt and the vile,

Robocop, never failed to make them beguile.

But beneath his steel exterior,

Lies a heart, that's all too familiar.

A man, who lost his life, but gained another,

Fighting for what's right, like a modern age brother.

In a world, where crime is king,

Robocop, is the ultimate thing.

An icon of justice, that we'll always remember,

A hero, who will live on, in our hearts, forever.