Mario William Vitale

Wolcott, CT, USA

Mario has enjoyed writing poetry since he was twenty. He works as a dietary aide helping the elderly at Sheriden Woods Healthcare. He is a member of his local church. He has published three poems from Sparrowgrass Poetry Forum. A recent poem has been published by The National Library of Poetry. He is currently in school focusing on a general studies degree. Mario takes care of both his elderly grandmother and his mother. He's enjoying the single life because there’s no pressure that way. His father, Joseph, gives encouragement from time to time regarding women.

Love Letters From The Heart

I treasured a rose that was sent a time ago from a loved one.
There’s something about the color red that can greet you when your feeling bad.
The essence of love can reach the silent heart and blossom buds of kisses.
Love letters are to be treasured because it tells us of how we are feeling about one another.
The rejection of the good can only bring the bad. Love letters from the heart.
Fields of grass can bring a smile to the lonesome child.
Silent days when no one can cope and you have a fight with the soap on the rope.
A tug at the heart can light a spark. The buzzards buzz above your heads to warn your steps.
Give me time to retrace my path of life.
Time to think and not time to fight.
Time to cry one last cry and time to feel the wind pass by.

Painted Face

People hide behind masks because they don’t want to expose their true selves.
The man on the mountain can’t come down because he is occupied by his curiosity.
I bet you thought that curiosity killed the cat. Painted faces in the night can leave such a fright.
Blind monkeys on the tree hanging down so heavenly.
Let’s not forget, "Painted Faces"

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There’s all kinds of people in this world
Tall, short, black, and white. There’s all kinds of people in the world.
Take a good look around you and you’ll see! The march of the crowd can leave you mixed up and senseless. Barn doors open and the horse is coming out. Leave the car keys alone!
The time for chatter is over. It’s going to be a good day. Think positive!
Moon glow over Miami and the time is right to walk and see the beauty that lurks in the night.
New England is wet and the stores are crowded. Birds fly overhead and droppings can be found if you look hard enough. There’s a picture that hangs on my wall of a little boy playing with a ball.
The mountains surround our town and trees that flow through the breeze. Basking in the sunshine on a mid summer’s day.