Writing

LFArts-Luisa Farina

My imagination is vivid. Spontanely I create stories in my mind and since 2015 I tried to write and to illustrate them.

NaPoWriMo – April 2024-

day 2
Sweet Twingo

Sweet Twingo
Friend of my far days
Still in my thoughts, still nowadays.
I drove you without thoughts,
Your driving was so soft.

We are gone in Spain,
We stayed in Milan, again,
from the centre of urban traffic
until the tops of the mountain, is fantastic!

I love you so, remembering  where we could go;
the last stop with my brother
you gifted me my desire.
 
Now you are in the sky, free
and I immagine you smile me.

day 3
The power of cats

During the day, here in front of us, the cats life goes on;
Weather was warm, they were hungry and looking for us,
asked food.
We gave them food, and with calm relaxed themselves.
 In the night, something strange happened, 
Our cat Grisú, blind in an accident, awoke and like iphnotized,
went out, walking until those cats.
Cats went to him, and started to run fastly, around him.
A light came from that place, we couldn't do nothing.
Our Grisú still was alive?
Then a meow, singed at unison, and the cats did a space, 
Grisú was there, his eyes were of a beautiful bright green.
The power of cats, recovered Grisú.

day 4
 Moth eyes

In the night, your eyes fly to me,
where is the light.
Eyes of the night, show me another world
where reality is not what it seems.
You, moth, live in the night,
like the owl, whose eyes you took.
Fly free, 
appearance will defend you.

day 5
Blessing of nature

Summertime, hot is the weather;
air, of night, refreshing my thoughts;
you are a caress on my skin.
You are the blessing of the universe.

Wintertime, cold is in my body, but;
the snow warms my heart of joy,
 and the white miracle, a blessing that,
coming down, transform everywhere.

Fall, your leaves, falling, 
make me a tailor-made dress;
with the shades of red,
give me a power blessing me.

Spring, the time of the flowers
that blossom in my hands;
You are incredible.
Blessing of nature

day 6

Disappeared

Why?
Tell us something,
and then
do another one.
Why?
You make us wait hours,
and then
Difficult to track you down.
You are strange
why?

day 7
Greetings to you

From the sunny beach,
the green hills,
and the warm feeling, in my heart
I'd like you are here, with me
My Dears

day 8
Like a flower

The sun is high
and flower open its corolla
to enjoy it's warm light.

The moon is high
but that flower,
 never will can open at it's light.

Like a flower
You're destined not to meet my interior light,
you are sleeping
when I write this poem for you,
My lovely Fiore

day 9
My toothbrush

Everyday I use you
Your soft bristles,
caress my gums,
 while you move 
sinuously 
on my mouth.
 
My teeth are white
My smile is bright
My speech is fresh.
 You give me a smile, everyday
My toothbrush
Without you I wouldn't be.

Day 10
One wet smack

One news
for one smack
Not was an anything!

Under water two fishes kissed,
 love or breath?
 
News 30s,
news in white and in black.

Day 11
On the road

Motorhome, you are my home of this season, you are in my "corazon".

As swallows we leave winter behind, no time, to wait, winter comes.

Every road is good to arrive in a place, where, happy dreams, sleeping, we'll made.

Many faces and many minds,much people go for my own path, I know.

The same thoughts, we have,also if from different parts of the world, we are.

We speak the same language, on the road... Of the freedom.

Arrived in a place, stay to know, stay to live, stay, only the time, to go away.

Travel is long, your love is the best thing so as not to be alone.

Our pets were and are beautiful, remembering them and living you, my Grisú.

Day 12

High mountains

High mountains I climb,
You try, too
It's difficult,
You aren't me, you know?

High mountains I'm climbing,
Life is so
and you are again there, to try.

 Changing path, you'll find your and
Will be happy,to tell me
What color is the sky
 from the top of the your mountain
Me too.

WhyDay 13

"Rhimes nonsense"

Strawberries and cream
 I eat 
with a soft chocolate ice cream.

A sound of bird is the third.

I see your eyes and I fly.

Touching you is like to touch, of the sky, the blue.

Words go to the wind and I sing.

Cat is yellow,as a marshmallow.

Table makes me able.

Big flower is my power.

The sea is my tea.

This carpet is my target.

Day 14

He sleeps

He sleeps,

As always before me.

As a baby, near me

As every time it is night

As one with an eye open

As a little bear on the sofa

As one time

As me, when I go to bed

As my best friend

As all people at this world

As the birds, at night.

Day 15

Taste of Italy

I send you a postcard
From where?

Italy

Why?
to remember the taste of your land.
Good food and love.

Taste of Italy.

Day 16

A little plant

A little plant
is a joy for my eyes,

Pure air in my home
I have more than one.

Of paper, is perfect, to dress.

Day 17

Con le pinne...
 

With fins, rifle and eyeglasses

the sea, is a table...blue 💙

We go under sun, for an happy day,

and everything will be okay

With the fins...

Day 18

Fish

Swimming
In the sea,of life
I am a fish.
Feeling the currents,
 myself is safe.

 

Day 19

Money haunts me

Oh, how many time
I should wait, to be free 
of your idea?

Waiting for that moment
You haunt me again
And I hold on.

A leaf of laurel
Was gold of gods

I use this, and
You, hunt someone other.

Day 20

Historic event

Which event
Is not historic.

Everything happens
Right after, is history

My memory remember
Between many
One
and
Here is
My historic event
Part of my life.

Day 21

Blue

Blue is the sky
And the deepness of the sea
That you are in your eyes.

Blue, 
Blue like your eyes

Blue

Day 22

Pullover or t-shirt

Cold or warm
Pullover or t-shirt
Fight to be weared
If is warm I wear my t-shirt
But when the time is cold
Go in the closet!
And leave to be weared the pullover.

Day 23

Wonderwoman

Powerful, your lasso
Save the innocent,,and
Save the world...always.

American flag, is your dress

Day 24

Dear hill

Dear hill,
we are sit here, like a time

Time here is nothing
Dear hill.

In the past I was here

In my dreams
With my eyes
To look for something else.

Dear hill.

Day 25

Why?

Why, all these questions

Why Should answer

only this, I want to do

Nothing
about questions

Nothing.

Day 26

Text

The text of my ex was written tonight.
With pencil and gel,I write and the bite will go.

Now text is ready, baby.

Day 27

All together

All day we are together
Happiness and friendship

All day we sang and smiled
Happiness and friendship

All day shearing life
Happiness and friendship
All together.

Day 28
Sijo form (Korean style poem)

I'm sleepy

I'm sleepy, maybe go to bed will be better, I thought
Ready to go to bed, my room is there, at first floor
Taking a pillow in my hand,I'm going to sleep.

Day 29

Clandestine

Clandestine of my love
Of my soul, no matter
It's ok with my dress
With the rainbow coloured
Clandestine.

Day 30

Fairy of the Woods

I fly from a flower to another
I am as a fairy of the woods,
My magic, leave the dew of the morning
And You, see me dancing at the rhythm 
Of the rustling of the branches of the trees.