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Notte Magica – The Movie

 

I saw the Boys nearly 10 ft tall.
Braced myself…wasn’t scared at all.

You think Gian’s eyes are a mesmerizing green?
Just wait til you see them on the big screen!

They were large and dreamy like shiny jewels.
I wanted to dive into those lovely big pools.

They sang and they sang mouths 5 ft wide.
My greatest desire was to crawl inside.

My sister and her daughter came along.
They clapped and bravo-ed thru each song.

Ignazio’s chest so large and sublime.
My breathing stopped about that time.

His mustache was huge and what do you suppose?
I could see the freckle on the end of his nose.

His dimples well.. I could hardly look.
Were as deep as the ocean, my whole body shook!

Piero’s face so sweet and serene.
I wanted to hug that big flat screen.

Enormous were the size of the glasses
covering the eyes of a man loved by masses.

I knew the music, I’d seen it live on stage.
Now, my Il Volo book has another page.

The surround sound certainly did what it could.
Not the same as live, but still very good.

A movie critic I may not be,
But this is one you all should see!

I promise you I’ve told no lies.
I’d love those guys just any size!

~Marie

A Little Il Volo Poetry by Sandi Eyman


Here are three poems I wrote about Il Volo.  I hope they are worthy of the Flight Crew.  They are Senryu (a type of haiku), so it will be a format not familiar to some of our readers.

~Sandi

Il Volo

Three Italian guys
   attentive, humorous, and kind
      once boys…now men

Gian, Igna, Pero
   exquisite voices
      smooth, lyric, strong

Velvet, silk, brocade
   voices…
      like ribbons entwined

                      ~~~

‘Twas The Night

I have a need to post this poem I adapted (mangled) in 2013.  It’s my favorite for obvious reasons.   Yes…I plan to post it every year.  So, for the fourth time…

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 ‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the villa,
not a creature was stirring, not even Godzilla (couldn’t think of another rhyme)

When, what to my wondering eyes should I hear, (I take liberties)
but a song and three Boys, not tiny, but Dear! (lots of liberties)

I saw Piero, Gianluca and Ignazio too,
up to my rooftop, to my living room they flew!

They were dressed all in Armani, from their head to their foot,
but their clothes were all tarnished, with ashes and soot.

A bundle of love they had in their pack,
and they looked just like heaven, when I calmly stared back!

His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry! (that really is a line!)
Piero’s glasses were there, the color of cherry! (that one’s not)

Gian said not a word but went straight to his work
and filled all my dreams with songs and a perk!

He’d left me Ignazio all covered with bows
and giving a nod up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his Fiat, to Piero gave a whistle,
and away they both flew, like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim as they drove out of site,
“Happy Christmas to all, I hope Marie doesn’t bite!”

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~ Young-ish ~


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The Way That I See Time.

What you see isn’t really me, look closer and you’ll find, 
A face that’s 20
And unlined.

Gaze with your heart and not your eyes, 
To truly see
Where beauty lies.

Beneath this shell, If truth be told,
Is the breath of youth,
In a soul that’s old.

Know that love, indeed, is blind,
‘Cause here inside
I’m in my prime.

See me and not my many folds. 
I’ve been around,
God only knows.

Deep in my heart you’ll see the glow.
Young love lives here.
And now you know.

~Marie

“If you could only read my mind
and understand the way that I see time.”  

The Best Day of my Life 

Personally Speaking ~ REVIVIFICATION ~ Mary Bohling

To impart new life, energy or spirit.

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You’ve taken flight for home, sweet  songbirds.

It’s time for you to rest.

You’ve sung your little hearts out.

You’ve given us your best.

 

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You’ve filled us with your beauty, our hearts are overflowing,

We say caio for now, and shed a tear, but  we are always knowing

That  you will come again,  though the waiting will be tough,

Anticipation can be sweet and will have to be enough.

After you’ve revived yourselves with lots of relaxation

Immerse yourselves completely in your favorite recreation.

 

The sea is calling Piero to help relieve his tension.

 

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And Walter and Buddy truly need Ignazio’s attention.

 

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Gianluca likes to spend his time with family and friends.

 

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And soccer at the beach is a joy that never ends.

 

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Piero says  the Nautilus Club is really neat,

And running in the sand feels lovely on the feet.

 

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Sometimes just being left alone is really what  you need.

To take some time to ruminate and cut down on the speed.

 

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Relaxing by the sea is always lots of fun

When you are with a best friend, just soaking up the sun.

 

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 Even though this time is meant for rest and easy living,

The passion for your work will make you keep on giving.

 

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You’ll be busy with recording and making future plans.

Please top your list with this request: remember all the fans

Who wait here in the USA  to hold you close once more.

 

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We LOVE you, we WANT you, we NEED you,

You are OUR Grand Amor.

 

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~ Mary~

Photo credits to:

  Piero Barone Fans

Il Volo Fans In The World

All Things Il Volo

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Eventually ~ Marie

I am excited to introduce you all to my new career as a song writer.   I have the words, but no tune yet,  although some melody keeps going around in my head.  I think I’ll call it something like..

🎵 Eventually 🎶

You’ll be loving me, eventually.
A great love for me, eventually.
From the start you broke my heart
your love was never shown,
but still I’m true, waiting for you, now that your grown.

You’ll be loving me, eventually.
I’ve much love for you, my dear, you’ll see.
Though you never call
remember I shall always be,
In love with you.
You’ll love me too.
E-ven-tual-ly.

You’ll be loving me, eventually.
There’s no one but you, Ingy for me,

Tho I love all three, remember I shall always be,
in love with you, you’ll love me to,
E-ven-tual-ly.

I’m the one you’ll love,  it’s really me.
Loretta knows that I’m your bride to be.

Tho the fans shall fall
remember you shall always be,
happy you’ll see,
Only with me,
E-ven-tual-leee-eee.

I have no shame.
I’ll bear your name.
E-ven-tual-ly.

What do you think of my new song, Boys?

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I thought so.
~M

 

Anticipation ~ Marie

WELCOME TO YOUR OTHER HOME IL VOLO!

We’ve missed you so much!

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And soon….

They’re here and I’m here.

Can it be that I saw them just last July? It seems like years!

Now, standing outside the theater just before the concert and later the meet & greet, my breathing is shallow. This is the moment I know I possess a strong heart. Forget the treadmill…It’s this – pre-concert – standing in line – palms sweating – anticipation making my head spin – exercise that really gets the heart pumping.

I’m about to spend a quick two hours with “Them”, standing right there.. LIVE and IN FRONT OF ME… singing and dancing and fooling around. Oh, it’s all going to be so good!

After the concert at the meet & greet I will touch them to assure myself, once again, that they are real. Three hugs, six quick cheek kisses and my memories will sustain me for months (Maybe just weeks or at least through the next day) until I begin to pine for them again.

Is there a chance one of them will remember me? I have spoken to them many times now. I mean, they’ve only met a hundred thousand or so people since we last met. So, why not?

Oh, the theater doors are opening! Finally, finally time to go in.

To be continued….

…by you!

~Marie