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.