Analysis of Mario William Vitale Collective Tapestry II

5/14/18 ( Mario William Vitale Latest Poetry Pieces )
on 5/14/18 I wrote on the topic of the heart and willing to share my poetry to the masses,
here is a few of the works I created to be shared with the mass populace. I must say it took me a while to come up with these words. Let the reader understand every week I'm coming out with a series of poetic works. Im deeply humbled and willing to share these 5 exquisite pieces with you now :

An Eclipse Of The Heart

remember me in better days like these
in the turning of the leaves
in Idaho we can learn from years ago
nestled in the faint of the wire

life is but a mystery in a quaint tapestry
what is one willing to achieve
living in a land of make believe
my heart runs in circles to and fro

things you can learn from years ago
shattered dreams filtered through the means

Silence Of Cadence

Awake
unlock the door of rescue
the fool would only agree
shaped through the dreams my ancient one

the time will come again
sift through the sips of wine
dazzled from a great design
through an austere bar

you will go far
in circumstance
all to take a part in the dance

caged barbaric premise
only a mystery
falling through the leaves
in cosmic tapestry

living in a land of make believe
in shattered dreams
falling apart at the means
to hold oneself up

another book on the shelf
we have come this far
not to turn back now
can't turn around when your hands on the plow

come away lady
nothing ever shady
may get a little bit crazy
have your potatoes with gravy

locked away
the band will play
shades of grey
upon a shining hill

draw bridge cheap thrill
we shall know in advance
another circumstance

better to forget the night
you lied helpless in fright
looking for skin
a newer way to begin

you have become a closet queen
living in a land so very mean
onto so much more
but then again what ?

we throw off the silence
drain the swamp
shadows in the shining morn
good as dead but soon your born

if there's a rose it bare's a thorn
lucks pervision is perverse
it seems to work more in reverse

Collective Tapestry II

Words can uplift they also can bring down. With words we can soon discover a reason for being like the changing of the seasons. Out of every bit of circumstance we can learn to take part in the dance. Share with each other this notion of being alive to live another day. Giving cadence to the simple and clarity to the blind. Hope you enjoy my latest poetic pieces.

The Modern Times
having a Warhol moment
in days filled with flames
help light the way
to choose to glare

left on a barbed wire fence
shattered dreams
filtered through the means
gives cadence to the simple

the vast open door
the willingness to explore

Break The Mends

shattered glass on the window

a heros smile
still to know all the great while

words are grafted in so careful
dig deeper then ever before

look at the qaint little cottage near the village
the notion of solemn tapestry
sprag deeply
love's motive for awe so much more

A Hero's Smile

came home from the war
a salute to freedom
to even the score
he held his head down low

to escape the vast undertow
wallow through a time well spent in thought
in austere flames
a chance encounter to rearrange

come a bit closer
the wedding in the Nile
walk the extra mile
at moments he suffered in silence

amidst all the violence
wandering wandering
captivated by a smile
to know all the great while

Love's fainting cry
watch as Summer passes you by

remember me
in times such as these
beneath the strain of Autumn leaves
the falling dew out on the grass

no one gets by on any free pass
share with others the time to last
bask in the vast expanse between time & space
meditate

the chance to radiate
remember me through the passing breeze
all of the delicate leaves
lead away to heaven's door

lest I implore another way of escape

she dances in a ring of fire
yet throws off each challenge with a shrug
nestled in her high healed abode
let the truth be told

to uplift this heavy load
she glares out her window
only to discover a reason for being
perhaps it's in the changing of the season

she listens in amazement
longing
savoring every moment in her thoughts

In Heaven's Name

falling
falling
emblems from the sky
the sound of the faint lulabye

out of a distant cry
there is a great notion of thought
the parting soul can't ever be bought
visions inside my head

to awake the dead
shadows block the vortex
energy from within
wandering
wandering

aimlessly yet in one accord
to dispel your every word
look how beautiful is the Lord
to envision God's holy word

billows sweet billows
gone on before us
nothing to mysterious
gives cadence to the simple