Echoes of Ladispoli by the Sea

 

In Ladispoli, where dreams unfold,

A tale of joy and memories untold.

Amidst the gentle whispers of the sea,

I found solace in the waves that set me free.

Oh, Ladispoli, where time stood still,

You painted my heart with a tranquil thrill.

For five enchanting months, I called you home,

Beneath your skies of cerulean dome.

The seaside kissed my weary soul,

Embracing me in its watery fold.

Dark sands between my toes,

Like precious secrets, only the ocean knows.

With each sunset, a canvas of hues,

The sky ablaze in pinks and blues.

Alone I'd often stroll along the shore in the twilight,

With laughter and love filling my silent soul with delight.

The ocean's melody, a soothing song,

As seagulls danced and sang along.

The salty air, a sweet caress,

A symphony of bliss, no words could express.

I basked in the warmth of the sun's embrace,

As it painted my skin with a tender grace.

Moments of serenity, a divine retreat,

Where the world's chaos found no deceit.

Ladispoli, you awakened my senses,

With your beauty, a sight that commences.

From the old bridge's proud, steadfast gaze,

To the treasures that washed upon your bays.

Sea shells whispered secrets in the breeze,

Stories of love, whispered by the seas.

And as I watched the waves rise and fall,

My heart grew restless, longing to recall.

For in your embrace, I found my peace,

A respite from life's bustling lease.

The memories weaved in your sandy shores,

Etched forever, like seashells I adore.

Though my time with you has come to an end,

My love for Ladispoli will never descend.

For in my heart, forevermore,

You'll be a haven I'll forever adore.

So, Ladispoli, my cherished retreat,

In your embrace, my soul found complete.

The seaside's embrace, an eternal bond,

Ladispoli, my love for you, beyond.

© Uche Aneke (2023)

Claudia Joy

In Perugia, where history and beauty resides,

I had a teacher named Claudia in whom much Joy abides.

With passion for language, she gracefully imparts,

Guiding us with patience and love in her heart.

Her words like music, flowing and sweet,

Unveiling the secrets of Italy's heartbeat.

In a classroom adorned with laughter and cheer,

We learnt the language, drawing near.

Through grammar rules and cultural tales,

She weaves a tapestry that never fails,

To inspire our minds, to open our eyes,

To the wonders of Italy, beneath azure skies.

With gratitude, I call her "Claudia Joy",

For igniting my love for Italy, oh so coy.

Forever in my memory, her name shall reside,

My dear teacher, my guide, with love and pride.

© Uche Aneke (2023)

Life's Like a Rose Plant

 Life is like a Rose Plant

With petals soft as silk,

Like the world, it's full of beauty,

If only we could see and feel.

Some see the roses only,

And fail to notice thorns,

Their hands get pierced and hurt,

Their joy shadowed by pain.

Others see only the thorns,

And feel bitter about the rose's charm,

They miss the fragrance and the beauty,

And their hearts remain unwarmed.

But some catch the big picture,

And see the rose plant as a whole,

They feel the roses' tenderness,

And the strength of thorns in control.

They know the thorns protect,

The soul-soothing beauty of the rose,

So they cherish both sides of life,

And their hearts fill with love that glows.

In this world, we all see,

The world as we choose to see,

May we learn to see the fullness,

And know life's bliss in every thorn and rose.

© Uche Aneke (2023).

My Perugia

On Perugia's hills, I found my way,

When summer grudgigly left and autumn held sway.

A city adorned in history's embrace,

Where I learned the language, with a hesitant pace.

Through narrow streets, I wandered in awe,

Past ancient arches, with stories to thaw.

Cobblestone pathways whispered tales untold,

As I soaked in the beauty, a sight to behold.

In the autumn's blush, the city transformed,

Golden hues painted, as nature adorned.

Leaves rustled beneath my eager feet,

As I delved into Italian, a language sweet.

Through the language school, I embarked on a quest,

To grasp the words, to give my best.

With patient teachers, their guidance profound,

I navigated verbs, as my confidence found.

Beneath Perugia's skies, gray and serene,

I learned the phrases, the grammar routine.

Conjugating verbs, conjugating dreams,

Fostering friendships, bridging cultural streams.

Winter descended with a gentle grace,

Whispering tales of an ancient place.

Frost-kissed mornings, a chill in the air,

Yet warmth resided in friendships we shared.

In cozy bars, we sipped hot caffè,

Laughing and learning, our worries at bay.

Pronouncing each word with fervent desire,

Kindling a passion, a language on fire.

Perugia, you witnessed my humble start,

Nurturing dreams within your ancient heart.

Through strolls on Corso Vannucci's grand stage,

I wove memories, page by page.

As the months waned, and my time grew near,

Nostalgia wrapped around, a bittersweet veneer.

For Perugia, you hold a piece of my soul,

Etched in memories, as the seasons unroll.

Oh, Perugia, where I first began,

Learning the language, embracing a plan.

In the autumn's warmth and winter's embrace,

You gifted me moments, I'll forever trace.

Though distance separates us, a longing remains,

To stroll your streets, where nostalgia sustains.

Perugia, my dear, forever I'll yearn,

For lessons learnt, and my beloved teachers, I'll someday return.

A chapter of life, engraved in my core,

Perugia, you'll be cherished evermore.

Nostalgia's symphony, forever we'll partake,

In the echoes of memories, for old times' sake.

© Uche Aneke (2023)