Allmighty Chet Baker - poem by Stefano Donno

In the midnight blue, a trumpet calls

Softly, sweetly, it enthralls

A voice that whispers, a heart that thrums

The sound of Chet, the king of chums

 

With a crooked smile and a wisp of smoke

He takes us to a world of jazz and hope

A melody that lingers, a rhythm that sways

The sound of Chet, forever ablaze

 

In his music, we find a touch of pain

A broken heart, a soul in chains

But even in his darkest hour

His trumpet blooms like a delicate flower

 

The notes he plays, the stories he tells

A life lived well, with no regrets or spells

Chet Baker, a name that will never fade

A jazz legend, forever to be praised.

 

 

 

Oh Ginsberg, sweet Ginsberg .... poem by Stefano Donno

Oh Ginsberg, sweet Ginsberg,

Poet of the Beat Generation,

Your words still ring true today,

A voice for the unheard nation.

 

You sang of the human heart,

Of the world's hidden fears and pains,

And in your words we found solace,

Amidst life's trials and refrains.

 

You were the voice of the people,

Champion of the marginalized,

Through your poetry we saw a world,

Beyond the veil of lies.

 

How we miss your angelic verses,

Your piercingly sharp insights,

Your words that cut like a knife,

Yet gave us wings to take flight.

 

Your legacy lives on, sweet Ginsberg,

In the hearts of poets and dreamers alike,

And through your words, we'll continue to fight,

For a world that's just and right.

 

So thank you, sweet Ginsberg,

For your courage and your truth,

Your spirit lives on in your poetry,

Forever young and ever soothed.

 

 

God Save The King CHARLES III - poem by Stefano Donno

 A crown awaits, a destiny foretold,

As Prince Charles now becomes King of old.

A life of service, duty, and of grace,

He steps into his father's royal place.

 

With steady hand and a noble heart,

He'll lead his country from the start.

A legacy of family and of love,

A gift from those who reign above.

 

From Windsor Castle to the streets of London,

His name will ring out, a regal anthem.

With a nation's hopes and dreams to guide,

He'll stand strong, with dignity and pride.

 

A new era dawns, a future bright,

With Charles III to lead the fight.

A king of England, a true heir,

A legacy that's beyond compare.

 

May he reign with wisdom and with care,

And lead his kingdom with love to spare.

Long live the King, with a heart of gold,

A true embodiment of royal mold.

 

 

Dylan Dog, the detective of the strange - poem by Stefano Donno

In the streets of London town,

A hero roams with a furrowed brow.

His coat of red, a beacon bright,

Against the darkness of the night.

 

Dylan Dog, the detective of the strange,

Fights monsters with a sword of change.

With a sharp mind and a steady hand,

He unravels mysteries in this haunted land.

 

His assistant Groucho by his side,

A friend in need, a trusted guide.

Together they face the unknown,

And make the darkness of the night their home.

 

Vampires, ghosts, and werewolves too,

All fall beneath his gaze so true.

He walks the line between light and dark,

Bringing hope to those who fear the spark.

 

In the pages of this comic's tale,

We find a hero who will not fail.

With every turn of the page we see,

A world of wonders and mystery.

 

Dylan Dog, the guardian of the night,

A symbol of hope, a shining light.

In the darkness of our fears and dread,

He reminds us that we're not alone, but instead,

 

Together we can face the unknown,

With courage, strength, and a heart of stone.

For Dylan Dog, the detective of the strange,

Will always be there to help us change.

 

 

U2, a legend that will forever roll - poem by Stefano Donno

The streets are alive with the sound

Of a band that rose from underground

With music that speaks to the soul

U2, a legend that will forever roll

 

Bono's voice echoes through the night

A beacon of hope, a source of light

His words a message to the masses

A call to action, to break down the classes

 

The Edge's guitar, a thing of beauty

Its sound echoes through the city

A symphony of notes, a song of life

His melodies cutting through the strife

 

Adam Clayton's bass, a steady beat

A foundation for the band to meet

His rhythm the heartbeat of the sound

A pulse that drives us all around

 

Larry Mullen Jr.'s drums, a thunderous sound

The backbone of the band, always around

His beats a call to the wild

A force to be reckoned with, never mild

 

U2, a band that will never die

Their music forever will defy

The limits of time and space

Their legacy, a rock and roll grace