CARUSOISM & Cradle Of Souls

FORLORN
(by Richard Caruso)

The podium stands alone
As if abandoned by its squire
The tall lights stand above the streets
As if so humble as to never speak

The island never visited
Can only cry alone
But there is a simple beauty there
Throughout their own bemoan

And the lighthouse
Helps all others home
While never wishing elsewhere
To call its home


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WELCOME TO MY WEBSITE
CARUSOISM & CRADLE OF SOULS

Here are two links to the widely known American poet, Bryant H. McGill, whom I'm now corresponding with about our various projects.

Wikipedia Encyclopedia nicely summarizes him at:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bryant_H._McGill

Mr.McGill's website is at:
http://www.bryantmcgill.com

I would summarize his work as classical, meaningful, and will withstand the test of time.



My name is Richard Caruso and I can be mailto: carusoism@yahoo.com


Also, if you have Media Player, click here to download for a 20 minute radio interview of me by host Dave Etter, http://www.kfmmradio.com/sound/carusoism.mp3


This website is also linked with Teacher/Poet: Ana Monnar
At, http://Readersareleadersusa.net
She too, in my opinion, is reaching a certain status with her numerous poetry publications and awards.
I would summarize her work as an inexplicable gift of simplicity for the very young, and yet holding interest for the well seasoned elite like a flowing river, time, and time again.


OVERVIEW

Unbeknownst, to me, before I wrote the poem, Cradle Of Souls, there were atleast 4 different publications from four different authors on the real possibility of all of us awaiting as souls in Heaven for our destination to Earth.  Here are those 4 different books, and keep in mind it was impossible for me to take any cues from them, because I was not aware of their existence.

1. Cosmic Cradle, by Elizabeth & Neil Carmen, (both PHD'S)

2. Coming From The Light, by Sarah Hinze

3. The Soul's Remembrance; Earth Is Not Our Home, by Roy Mills

4. Stories Of The Unborn Soul, by Elisabeth Hallett

So you're probably asking, if not these books, then what triggered my remembrance of being in the Cradle Of Souls?  In the year 1990, while wearily driving a semi rig through the eastern part of Ohio, the Holy Spirit in all of His glory, glowing brilliantly like the burniing bush Moses witnessed, hovered above the passenger seat, glowing Holy Gold, Silver, and White rays, revitalized me, levitated the whole rig I was driving, and continued to do another half hour of miracles for me, before leaving me, ahead of schedule, instead of behind, and told me that I was doing okay in the eyes of the Lord.  But that I should continue with my goals while always giving praise to the Lord.  The Holy Spirit also told me, before He finally left, "Never forget that a miracle occurred tonight."  All in non verbal communication. As the years went slowly by, I was being prompted to remember that I heard that very same non verbal form of communication before.  First while I was in my mothers womb, but it was not my mothers voice, even earlier, my actual remembrance of being a truly pre-natal, pre-earth, bluish grey round sphere in the Cradle Of Souls. Maybe, but again maybe not, sometime in the future will I write a book telling of all of the details in that Holy Spirit Trip?  That will largely depend on the success, or lack of success, of these two books shown below.  For now, through this website, the poems Holy Spirit Trip and Cradle Of Souls, can be read, for free, by clicking on the Carusoism3 link at the bottom of this homepage.  Holy Spirit Trip poem reveals my feelings and emotions the immediate following morning in that semi cab.  Cradle Of Souls gives a detailed explanation of that certain section of Heaven, unlike anyone else has reported, to my knowledge. And should any of you think that I need more than just four other authors, as credibility, then check out all of the other cases at, http://www.prebirthexperience.com Once there, click on, Pre-Birth Memories, on left side of page. Then scroll down to Deborah's Story. Click on it and you will see her close correlations to my memory of what I call, Cradle Of Souls. Yet we don't know one another, atleast not in this world. There is only one explanation.
My accountings in my poem Cradle Of Souls are very accurate.



 Well after I wrote CRADLE OF SOULS, I learned Biblical Scripture of where prophet Jeremiah said he received communication from the Lord saying, that He knew all of us long before we were born here on Earth. The poem CRADLE OF SOULS, explains that place.  Was it written with some Holy guidance?  Probably so.  
Two  pre-natal sphere's, above, in the Lord's, Cradle Of Souls, a section of Heaven.
Long and unknowingly awaiting for a chosen mother and father on Earth.
Click here to read, poem, Cradle Of Souls: https://members.tripod.com/carusoism/3/id82.htm   

Below is my first Arizona sculpture entitled, 'My New Home'.
An honorary Indiana limestone sculpture with a Spanish feel.
It is 16 inches tall.

Any mass publishing of this material,or selling of it,would be illegal without my consent first.

This book is dedicated to seekers of everywhere.
Whether successful or not.

Front (top) cover of 8"x11" paperback entitled, CARUSOISM
I admit it's difficult to snuggle up to any website.  Reading from what was a tree is on its own its own poetry.  Then for your own collection, or a gift, click onto this link to inspect my publishers book order form at, http://www.1stbooks.com/bookview/18488


Front cover of 6"x9" paperback entitled, CARUSOISM II
Inspect order form at, http://www.1stbooks.com/bookview/23364
(This order form also shows the complete featured poem of, Oh Could It Be?)



    
Poems from stone sculptor Richard Caruso:
For a poem, click on any of these titles listed below.
                                                                           
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THE SHELL
WHAT MORE OAR?
THE CITRUS
TERRIBLE TO COVET
BEFORE AND AFTER
AND MAYBE
NOT LONELY, NOT YOUNG
ESSENTIAL CHANGE
THE HANDLE
ENCYCLOPEDIA
FUN POEM
THE ROSE
BOUNCING DAYS
THE WAIT
MY LIFE
CARUSOISM
YOUR CHOICE
THE PILE MAN
NATURE PLAYS
GOOD AGAIN
LOVE YOU
YOU SHAPED
MORNING DEW
LADDER OF LIFE
LONG SOUGHT GOALS
TO THE BEST
THE BROKERAGE
RARELY FELT
MURDER BY RIGHT
THE EAGLE
A POET
NEVER LET GO
CRYSTAL BALL
ROTTEN ARCHES
MY EAR IS OKAY
TOO OFTEN
SLO
LIFE
NOT RIGHT
CAMERA YEARS
DO NOT STAY
DIFFERENT LOVE
EXPECTATION
CHRISTMAS CHILL
UTAH
STEW YOU
WORK IN HOPE
GIGOLO
TO BRIDGETOWN
THE VISION
DAYS END
NUMBER ONE
FLOWERS UNDER LEAD
I WONDER
ALWAYS SOMETHING
OUR WINE
PLANET EARTH
WARRANTY FREE
STATE OF THE WORLD
THE TRUTH
HAD A TOY
YOUR FEED
THINK OF OTHERS
LOVE NOTE
REVEAL
WHEN?
INTO THE NIGHT
SKYWARD STONE
BEWARE  (#69)    

ABOUT ME:
I was born, raised, and lived most of my life in Peoria, Illinois until October,2001, where upon I moved to Safford, Arizona, for the shorter winters.


This book continues on the following two websites:

https://members.tripod.com/carusoism/2

https://members.tripod.com/carusoism/3
The poem Cradle Of Souls is at end of this link.
The Cradle Of Souls is that place the Lord was alluding to,
Jeremiah 1:5 "Before I formed you in the womb I knew you."

And you may continue to see a work in progress,CARUSOISM4, (The first 32 poems of the paperback, CARUSOISM II) at, https://members.tripod.com/carusoism/4



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