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    Idle Thoughts
    Idle Thoughts
    Idle Thoughts
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    Idle Thoughts

    By Luigi Pagano

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    A collection of p[oetic musings and reflections by Luigi Pagano.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLuigi Pagano
    Release dateJan 19, 2010
    ISBN9781452386904
    Idle Thoughts
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    Luigi Pagano

    Luigi Pagano Born in Italy, moved to England in 1961. Having dabbled in writing in his native country, he decided to resume this activity, as a hobby, in his retirement. He has published five collections of poems:'Idle Thoughts'; 'Reflections'; 'Cherry Ripe''; 'Poetry on Tap' and 'Cherry on Top' plus 'Guns and Dolls' – a short book containing three short stories – and three novelettes 'Jessica World'., 'An Enquiring Mind' and 'A Life's Journey' Digital versions of these can be found at Smashwords. and other distributors like Kobo and Barnes and Noble. He was a member of Writers Group and indie publishers I*D Books based in Shotton, Flintshire until they ceased activity. His work has been featured in various magazines and anthologies. A regular contributor to the websites ABCtales.com, Poetry24, and UKAuthors.co.uk, he was 'Writer of the Month' on the latter in December 2005.

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      Idle Thoughts - Luigi Pagano

      IDLE THOUGHTS

      a poetry collection

      by

      Luigi Pagano

      Copyright © 2005 Luigi Pagano

      Smashwords edition

      ISBN 1-905373-00-7

      All Rights Reserved

      No part of this book may be reproduced in any form, by photocopying or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage or retrieval systems, without permission in writing from both the copyright owner and the publisher of this book.

      Hope

      All round the estate

      Single mums take a stroll

      Pushing prams.

      They sit on benches,

      They chat and have lunch:

      Some crisps, a diet coke,

      Maybe a roll.

      A cigarette, dangling

      On the glossy lips,

      Blows smoke

      In their eyes

      And tries

      To make them cry.

      They could weep

      Vales of tears

      For a life of despair

      And berate

      The world

      For their fate.

      But they cope

      In the face of adversity

      And survive.

      The children, asleep

      And cocooned

      From danger,

      Are their only hope

      To keep the dream

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