Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
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Books by Antonio Cassone
Here’s a #ThrowbackThursday for ya. - Antonio Cassone is a best-selling author with 18 books to his credit, including ¹ ²:
- *Home for the Holidays*: A Photography by Cassone Collection (2018)
- *Writing Lines*: Collected Poetic Works & Essays (2018)
- *Tribute* (2017)
- *Memories My Great Uncle Left Behind* (2017)
- *Random Everyday Inspirations*: The Things Around Us (photography) (2015)
- *While in Atlanta* (photography) (2014)
- *A Celebrated Love*: The Marriage Equality Poem… (2014)
- *The Warmth of Christmas* (photography) (2013)
- *How to Celebrate Christmas*… (2013)
- *Opening the Naked Window* (2008)
- *The Naked Window: Exposed/Revelations* (2009)
- *Blue Sky*: ...Writings for Steven… (2010)
- *Ramblings from the Ragged Edge* (2013)
- *Diva/Cassone*: A Collection of Poetry – The Reconstruction Edition (2013)
- *Looking through the Naked Window*: The Restoration Chronicles (2013)
- *Eloquent Versifications*: Poems My Father Left Me (2013)
ALL OF MY BOOKS 📚 ARE AVAILABLE
IN BOTH PAPERBACK AND E-BOOK
FORMATS ON AMAZON
Friday, March 1, 2019
Naked Window Exposed Revelations - book by Antonio Cassone
In his fourth published work, Antonio Cassone continues his memoir book series with 'seasons three and four.' The Naked Window: Exposed/Revelations picks up right where it's predecessor Opening the Naked Window left off. This story continues the journey full of joy, love, pain and loss that goes with it and the storyteller reveals himself more so than ever before, with a bearing of the soul. The premise of "what if your life were a weekly television drama series" continues where chapters are episodes and installments in the continuing series are referred to as seasons. As you get deeper into the tale, you are taken through an intense world, where reality can be a bit stifling yet learned from nonetheless. This revealing character analysis and self-examination cascades boundaries of sexuality and race, leaving only one thing to come to mind: our humanity...
Thursday, February 28, 2019
YOU'RE ON MY MIND - poem by Antonio Cassone
Raindrops falling down, down, down
Streams flowing evermore to my heart
My countenance reads a frown
The longer we're apart
Too deep I had fallen for you
You said you'd never hurt me
Our love was steady and true
But I had to leave you to be free
You're on my mind
The days seem to fly by
Nights so long
No matter how hard I try
My new life has started
There is so much promise
Ever since we parted
I had to reach in and be honest
The thoughts I have for you on my mind
The feelings bottled up inside my heart
The words of expression so hard to find
The destiny was for us to be apart
My countenance reads a frown
The longer we're apart
Too deep I had fallen for you
You said you'd never hurt me
Our love was steady and true
But I had to leave you to be free
You're on my mind
The days seem to fly by
Nights so long
No matter how hard I try
My new life has started
There is so much promise
Ever since we parted
I had to reach in and be honest
The thoughts I have for you on my mind
The feelings bottled up inside my heart
The words of expression so hard to find
The destiny was for us to be apart
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Sunday, February 17, 2019
Thursday, January 31, 2019
Onto the Tracks - poem by Antonio Cassone
ONTO THE TRACKS
Without looking back
Faced with life’s grim facts
She felt her life in distress
For all the days of worry and stress
Bills piling up
Baby's needing to be fed
Addictions still leave life hard to cope
She'd always be that single mom never to wed
It's raining
Even when sunny
Clouds fill her stinging eyes, tearing
Fretting over spoils of war and no money
Where will she go?
What more could she do?
Pills, or a gun for her brains to blow
The time is right for her wretched life to be through
Oh, she thought, thanks for this sweet bliss
She saw her opportunity train comin' 'tween the building's cracks
This was an opportunity she would NOT miss
As she urgently, bravely bolted onto the railroad tracks
She felt her life in distress
For all the days of worry and stress
Bills piling up
Baby's needing to be fed
Addictions still leave life hard to cope
She'd always be that single mom never to wed
It's raining
Even when sunny
Clouds fill her stinging eyes, tearing
Fretting over spoils of war and no money
Where will she go?
What more could she do?
Pills, or a gun for her brains to blow
The time is right for her wretched life to be through
Oh, she thought, thanks for this sweet bliss
She saw her opportunity train comin' 'tween the building's cracks
This was an opportunity she would NOT miss
As she urgently, bravely bolted onto the railroad tracks
by Antonio Cassone
Copyright © Antonio Cassone - All Rights Reserved
From his book, Writing Lines: Collected Poetic Works and Essays from A to Z 1992-2017 available -CLICK HERE- in both Paperback and Kindle Edition formats at Amazon and other fine Online Retailers.
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