Friday, August 21, 2026

2 poems

“The Balance of Faith”

How in Mid-August you feel fall

How the first of February you feel spring

The cold hot stars at night 

Making you feel just as bright 

The feeling with the chills

You’ve been here before

How everything looks at dusk 

Chasing the sun it's no over 

From Pittsburgh there's always California

Hope in tomorrow

The brightest sun-rise you’ve ever seen

🌹🙏August 17 - 21,2026 Johnny Conte 


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“Beyond Unknown”

Some things are indescribable 

for a writer of words

Beyond. The Great Unknown.

Maybe a classical composer like 

Beethoven better expresses

 or a visual artist or a film maker

CGI Focused on metaphysics / conceptual physics.

As a writer I wìll say this

Life is real. Death is real.

Yet death is not the end.

It’s only a beginning.

You’ll see

Be good.

Lore,

Johnny Conte

8-21-2026

12:47 am


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