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The poet: Díego-Paz

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About Me

Loyalty. It's everything to me.

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My Interests

Travel, Sport, writing, Art and discovery

I'd like to meet:

God and his philosophers

Music:

Very open about my music, in short, anything that has the ability too move me ...

Movies:

Raging Bull, Good Will Hunting, On The Waterfront, Amores Perros, City of God, Artificial Intelligence: AI

Television:

The Sopranos, Family Guy

Books:

The Seven Mysteries of Life: by Guy Murchie, Everything by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Junot Diaz and every poetry book I can get my hands on....

Heroes:

Mom, Charles Bukowski, Pablo Neruda, And anyone who has ever stood up for Truth, even if it hurt....

My Blog

FERNIE DO YOU REMEMBER?

Fernie do you remember?that brown bully gangsterwith his black henchmen?they seemed eight-feet tall to usMarteen, was the gangsters namethe cousin of Ingrid and Bellaand we loved,Ingrid and Bell...
Posted by The poet: Díego-Paz on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 05:22:00 PST

WHO CAN SEE YOUR SADNESS?

Who can see your sadness?Gentle being are you a seraph?Oh, Archangel of all that is goodwhy do you cry inside?Eyes will not penetrate the armourworn by Athena or the Romans version Minervais that ...
Posted by The poet: Díego-Paz on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 04:13:00 PST

A THOUSAND POEMS

I told the ladywho didn't like the poemsI sent to her wouldn'tpublish them, thatI have a screenplay,half writtenand a novel I said (though I haven't actuallystarted)that was inside of me ;liter...
Posted by The poet: Díego-Paz on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 06:25:00 PST

GRAY WOOL

I stand here, stark naked raving mad; Hestands there, kind; while I rant on about theprevious evenings injustices, possessedangrily by my own demons of self- righteousness....I half-expect my room...
Posted by The poet: Díego-Paz on Thu, 27 Mar 2008 04:39:00 PST

BECAUSE SHE HAD NO ONE TO SHARE HER SADNESS WITH

she began to wake in the middle of her nights,having dreamt of the times she was most happy.Her last dream (just before she killed herself) was ofher little brother; who she said as a child was so pai...
Posted by The poet: Díego-Paz on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 10:09:00 PST