Right In Front of Me

I was looking up at the stars and something fell down,
Right in front of me
It started to roll slowly and then more quickly,
It hit rough ground and slowed down,
Right in front of me
As it rolled slowly over a man hole,
it disappeared;
I looked down, deep down
Didn't  even know what I was looking for;
Something just fell down,
From the sky
And from the ground, there
Right in front of me!


Olivier and Arnaud


Olivier and Arnaud
Two guys I know
On bicycles in [Fraunce]
Region: [Provaunce]
Fathers of three
Very [sporteeve]
Friendly and warm
In great form
Patient and kind
Refreshing finds
Among olives and vines
And Fabulous wines
Thank you guys
For the many great highs!

Rescue Me


Cold and all alone

Sad and angry

Pain and sorrow

Loss and lost




Drugs and alcohol

Mental illness

Shelter me, help me,

Guide me, inspire me.

Make a difference

See me

Show me your heart.


Antoinette DeWit

May 2014

Pride of Sicily

The Pride of Sicily 

The rolling hills of Sicily

Wrought with a fabulous history

War and peace and misery

Yet, many rebuilt memories. 


Corinthian, Ionic, Doric

Jewish, Muslim and Catholic

Evolving to pleasant from hectic

One amazing and heroic epic.


Gelato, cappuccino, espresso too

Uniquely different to me and you

Just embrace them as they do

Enhancing life with something new.


Those rolling hills of Sicily

Impacted by war and serenity

Periods of fear and uncertainty

But, an endless life expectancy.


As strong as the wind the people stay

They live for the land in their own way

The people on the Boot stay at bay

Sicilians live proudly day after day.


UBCM 2013

Navigating the local landscape

With meetings from eight to eight

Some run on time, others run late

Some confused with the wrong date.


Mayors and Ministers, us and them

Working together at the UBCM

It’s a grand meeting of the minds

About mines and signs and fines.


Money for this and money for that

Pulling from a bottomless hat

Take from Pete to give to Paul

The level of success? – that’s your call.


Although the pot is empty, not half full

We would all love to have more pull

Navigating the landscape one more time

Hoping to find just one more dime.