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I am a Italian Cherokee African American poet Vicentino Mason Italy I studied Munich Salzburg Augsburg Germany Mc Graw Kaserne USAF United States Armed Forces The Department of Defense creative writing fine art poetry literature folktale classic folklore writing short stories children books I also studied theology the study of saints of the Catholic Church Christian writing lyric's hymn's for The Believer's for Jesus Academy of American Poets also Poetry Soup of Marietta Georgia New Jersey writer's poet's slam of Chicago Poetry meet ups of Baghdad Iraq 1999 I begin summiting poems on poetry.com encouraged Montel Williams poetry contest for MS. survivors inspired by little 'Mattie' Stepanek the 7 year old disabled poet fighting for his life I was given commendations awarded best poet 5 years in a row completed 4 anthologies of poems recently Ernest Hemmingway home Key West Fl. Robert Frost poetry contest ....

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Yes i noticed your swastika yes heard the shot yes i felt the pain embraced the gases oh yes i remember your broad stand hand out reached blocking the sun the terror the horror all of it in the name of Adolf Hitler a man who hummed to his dying mother imagine a man of hatred pure hatred providing mercy and love to his dying mother perhaps every man should see his mothers eyes in every human being perhaps love could cure hatred after all

Love Mom
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I love the way you love me even
after given birth I believe 8 times
how you desired me kneading
my body I love the way you love me
like when breast cancer appeared
burning my skin taking patches
from my hair there you were with

flowers carrying me from the bed
to my favorite chair oh how we beat
cancers *ss didn't we you never folded
hair grew as I gained weight from taking
so many anti depressants nearly having
a heart attack you grabbed my hands looked

me square in the face and said you could lose
this weight honey you walked with me swam
with me danced with me changing both our
eating habits growing my own food you know
I couldn't believe I went from a size 14 to a
size four even though i'd rather be a size six

at any rate I feel good again wow you sweetness
you are amazing to me even if your hair is now
bald as an eagle whiskers that irritate the dickens
out of me your cuddly belly hanging a bit over
your levi's your age completes us being almost
twenty years my senior what is age I adore you
our love is new our love is still younger than spring

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I set out leaving my 11 o'clock mass suddenly being approached by a distinguished looking gentleman parked at the stop sign he glances at me from underneath his sun glasses he nodded hello i quickly turned my head pretending not to notice his 1938 model Ford he'd obvious cared for this vehicle more than any human as i headed north turning onto first street greeted by a very old mustang copper pipes dual exhaust making me quite dizzy i noticed his hazard lights were blinking he winks i wave turning on second street passing the book store lincoln town car puts on it's breaks right in front of me suicide kissing doors dazed i was as he kelp his left hand out the window exposing a rare pinkie ring in cased with at least 30 karats reflecting the sun rays he smiles i smiled back continuing through a court way building the breeze lifted my silk dress arousing the guy in line wearing a flawless black diamond sprinkled with chocolate diamond chips he orders two collezione and a black coffee from the french bakery i ordered one lemon blueberry skoan he clears his throat a very dry but chipper hi there emerged from his ruby lips no wedding ring though i turn admiring this grand mural he follows me through the pastel aroma filled tunnel into the gazebo diagonal from the Japanese restaurant i sit down ordering raspberry tea a veggi sushi loaf he scratches his head sending some sort of cue card to the unsuspecting man sitting reading the news paper he smiles stands fold his paper under his arm an admiral nod gesturing he's leaving my eye's follow him as he opens the left side of a classic white Cadillac sedan deville holding the door open for the Sunday driver he rushes away stopping at my table asking me for date today tomorrow soon we exhange numbers they drive off down Hendry street waving my number out of the window bellowing she's a classic she's priceless

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I don't want this the way you grab me placing your 38 on the night stand i admit my wearing only a trench coat aroused you as i approached first street my black dress drenched ripping my stockings breaking my heal headed to 11 o'clock mass in the pouring rain caught in the head lights of your very old Cadillac intrigued i was then now i shiver you want inn i say wait talking about jazz the blues ww11 trying to guess your age you poured two cups of sutter home white zin cheap wine but there was no time for wine tasting as you poured wine all over me startling supping wine from my womb thee galant entry the old country fascinated by my italian ancestors I'm thinking who sent you i realized the voice in your hearing aid was giving instructions you made me cry silently i just don't want this you chant ah come on let's get this over with i thought get what over with you laid tweety bird towel on the marble tiles supping for hours ok he's been sent to snap my neck question with no answers i whisper i have to go I'm buying a new snow cone machine your attention swiftly move to flint michigan the old hit man days maybe snow cone put you in the mind of snow bitter cold blood stained the ice you arranged my neck my head in your chest rocking me like a southern mammy rocking one of masters little brown slave babies humming i glanced at your shoulders not so broad your tropical shirt pineapples arranged under palm trees tears filled my eyes you took 50 bucks from your pocket i so thought of truman capotes breakfast at tiffanys i opened my Elliot Ness rolltop desk drawer retrieving 5 thousand dollars for a snow cone machine humiliated i said i don't need your money mr I'm not one of your hookers you responded calm down i thought you might want ice cream cones for your kids never taking robert grant you placed on the desk anyway as you pulled up your khakis you reminded me you'd be away an unplanned trip to michigan very short notice i shook my head take your money i don't want this.

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as the eternal picture burns in one's soul
what you did has left a hole
how could you do such a thing
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miracle must of a miracle trust a pure
passion the land of the lost and the lost of
the land as musicians send flyers my lyrics
on demand as i shall be heard every word
of giving and truly living as the kids are
lifted through me as one voice with no choice
except rain as the other side of this universe
praise the heavenly as a spirit is giving to
a true whole span of life a word as this mere
inspiration guides me to the language of
love for all gods people as i fold my hands
on the keys of life where the freedom to take
someone elses strife to learn the guidance as
i give of myself as truth beholds the lost
as the lost beholds the truth as life bends
and bind as the bindery carries us over
the shores and across the sea while the eager
beings wait on the return of a gift passed
down from god a miracle must in god we trust
searching for a time to share hence a time to care

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I awakened to peter's desperation
peter's was this dwarf of a man
about four and a half feet tall
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peter gargano under investigation for child p*rn after I contacted the fbi my suspicions about my ex husbands ties to ciro gargano's strippers it wasn't long a very graphic email peter on tape with a very young jameila bell very distraught he ask me questions about trina bell her daughter finally exposing he was being blackmailed by his own brother ciro gargano catrina bell a corrupt officers niece peter was on the council florida lottery he sold liquor licenses permits pioneer realty treasure of the knights of Columbus san carlos chapter also his son Anthony prominent attorney in fort myers fl.very afraid of his families image being destroyed by this it was may 9th 2004 he knocks on my door very odd but not really my property manager informed me about the garganos child p*rn I was very concerned peter said he could take care of anything with just a little bit of money that little money was a voided check on behalf of my brain injury the beginning of the blackmail payoff it's too bad catrina got greedy she wanted more peter even gave them fake law degrees copying his niece sicily gargano giving this trash employment this wasn't enough either they went after more monies on my behalf this began the severe payoff of corrupt agents

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Sorry ciro don't threaten my life you and all your strippers p*rn stars violent offenders asumandez soltero I'm unafraid of you i survived your dirty bum now that the funds you've extorted has ran out after paying off corrupt agents to cover your child p*rn ring in back of foxys 3777 fowler fort myers starring jameila bell and friends 2003 I donated my ex husband to your scummy cause I refuse to share a city block with such filth your crime family extorting racketeering embezzling using my traumatic brain injury claim to fund this great cover up you ignorant piece of trash I hope you burn in hell suffer the same fate as all your victims as your soul be tossed into the lake of fire along with your great whores of babylon

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Missing pieces pages ripped from my diary by jay Townsend Johnson i described receiving orders from fort hood texas army base 1981 deployed to Augsburg Germany i have nothing to hide my concerns is my stalker fatal attraction exploiting my diary my autobiography this is 2017 why this terrorist is obsessed with my life 3 decades ago chapter 34 back off my life sweetie you've got issues

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