Poems from Lucian A. Sperta

Published Author and Poet over 25 books in paper back and digital books
Selected American Library Association 2015
Model Citizen 2013
Writer of the Month Meridan 1989
American Society of Authors Composers and Publishers since 1994
#8 Hot Top 100 Hot New Release in Poetry
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Some people think I expose myself too much in what I say in my poems, I don't consider myself a poet as much as I feel I am a story teller, how can one write subjected to other peoples point of view on how I write, what I write, and how I express myself. This is my journey and self expression is how I choose to deal with it; words, writing has been the outlet where I control without fear, without shame, the pen and paper will never betray you. A poet is one, I believe, can take a surgical scalpel to the soul and let it bleed what it truly feels.....
This is the script
This is the day
For a life delayed
This is the play
The Hip Hip Hooray-
A Broadway hit
A mental health trip
A life...
I am undone
Tired from the run
Buried the self with holy books
Like dead meat caught on a hook
Renewing the self day by day
Yet the battle...
Dreams I’ve chased are long gone,
The morning after a new life has taken over the inner storm-
No longer mourn for what I never had-
Nor...
How many millions in Africa with no help in sight-
Abandoned babies dying in the heat of the night
There is a wailing and gloom that...
Father I am thinking of you-sadly.
I would like to reach the inevitable distance-
Knowing the gap says ‘it’s too long.’
Then I hesitate, I...