NARRATIVE RHYMES
Romantiche poems of the blog by Umberto F. M. Cefalà

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International Women's Day - or more commonly Women's Day - is coming (uses the ' March 8 ) and reminds us of discrimination a...

Il Museo del Louvre di Parigi conserva un gruppo scultoreo di Antonio Canova datato tra il 1788 e il 1793 e raffigurante il dio Amore e la ...

Pianta dai fiori rosa trovata in alta quota e a me sconosciuta sei mercé di stagioni, sei come il mio amore, fragile all'apparenza, che ...

In questo mondo, dove ci si ama con le cose più belle si sopravvive e per l'Arte! Si vive, sempre cercandosi come specchiando qui la nos...

PROEMIO Nel futuro di un giorno ancor lontano un tizio, che per noi sarà Tiziano, vorrà sposare la sua bella Carla, ma mai più per legge pot...

Si vede il sole nel parco, tra i rami, in cerca di fiori. In t a n t o tric tric, il saltellare del merlo per le foglie secche sul prato ...

Shining like water in your curls that among the palaces urges tourists and gondolas carrying smiling, flaunting the past of the powerful. U...

It is in the valley and on the ice, the night, who arrives in a high star beach and turns on the most delicious lanterns in the forest in th...

Moon, my mother you were in my childhood memories, even with the youth sleep You gave me the desire watching. Now I look at you from me and...

"Among the renowned rice fields It stands a smile of hope, built with red bricks and recently renovated. It was a castle, It was fortre...

Follow me, you are not real estate connected letters, will travel grammar for human goals. The sunsets are not enough, we will find the bla...

It looks like a blossomed flower, your smile, to perfume gay gray world. Among green trees is a jewel on the face, nice to squint a candid f...

And 'Sunday and raining without you: the dancers dance and intersect, It makes music on the piano wishy-cic and I see a thousand fingers...

Valentine's day He is tell the one you love: "I'm close," It is joy in a most sincere smile, Happiness lighting a real fa...

Your image already surrounds me like an aura, and suddenly overflows your face painted by a sigh. Fantasies plays distracted silence, an abs...

Love is like the snow on the lawns, when there is, if you plan journeys, wraps you feet, knees, life and slows you, holding you, binding yo...

On that sealed glass in lovers' sighs, while the train left again, with a kiss I blew us a large flower with bright, many dreams for the...

Good night to you that so far not hear me, because I say plan. It is a whisper that falls on the lips and in the heat I rumbles chest. Good ...

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This blog was created in 2012 with the first works and phrases romantic inspired by classical poetry. Later in the 2013 pointed towards a creative line with the testing of the open source project that is of poems by multiple authors. In 2014 he published My metaphors , a study of the figures of speech with new definitions and ad hoc examples. In the same year, to coincide with the Milanese works for the Universal Exhibition of 2015, led EXPO project concerning the representation of the most famous Italian dishes. In 2015 focused attention on those increasingly popular crafts as the grinder or the cobbler. It was also facing classical and contemporary art with the spread of cultural events of all sorts, but always presented in a poetic. In 2016 he held particularly to highlight developments on environmental protection.


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