poetry

Precious/Πολυτιμος

My late mother’s colourful brooch.

Precious as the light

The soul wages a constant

War with the darkness

Bright colours they will never see

Don’t be ungrateful

Don’t be angry

Never take for granted

Or it will be taken away.

You REAP What You Sow/O,τι Σπέρνεις, Θερίζεις

Illustration ‘You Reap What You Sow’ by Angela Zafiris

Happy Halloween!! A little treat for the followers. I drew the reaper getting what he deserves. And a poem in the spirit of Halloween. 🙂

THE GRIM REAPER

The reaper

Looks grim

His patience is wearing thin

He knows he can’t

Come for my soul

Though the hands and feet are cold

But not the heart

It won’t grow cold by the storms

Or by enemies and vampiric energies

The black magic went away

Watch it’s slow decay

Black shadows deflected

By the light

Up into the air

To meet the wrath of the angels

My time isn’t his

Let the reaper despair.

Galatians 6:7-9

Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.

For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting.

Bird In Flight

‘The sky’s the limit!’

That’s what they said

Before the great world war

Unbridled optimism

Impossible as it seems in the time of fragility

If you know the past, then you know the future

And the past was just a cycle of highs and lows

Have patience and look up

One day our spirits will soar

We will fly high like the birds

And without any limits.

Light and Dark/Φως και Σκοταδι

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I love it when the sky gives us these colours.

LIGHT AND DARK

The pain masquerades as joy

A party turns to drama

How quickly the light can switch

How a pretty face can turn ugly

A soft voice to cacophony

Snow covered mountains to avalanches

Gentle waves to tsunami

The never ending cuts and burns

That will heal again..

Happy Chinese New Year!

Resilience/Ανθεκτικότητα

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Strength to strength

Shore to shore

There is not a life in ruins

Or time wasted

We each carry our burdens

and our traumas

Whether our fate is assigned or

Whether we are the masters of  it

We must emulate the roses

That wither, but are resilient

And come alive again.

 

*I love the strength and resiliency of the roses in my garden. From intense heat waves and cold snaps they pull through. Some humans should need to get some lessons from nature.

The Prophecy/Η Προφητεία

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We lay in our doom      

In the toxic fumes

In the final days of Noah

Rain to floods

Fire and brimstone

The end is neigh

But they’re riding high

So they don’t care

They say we will all be done

When the anger comes

When our hearts turn cold

The children will be bold

Anger will reign

Like the many pestilences it will spread

In the dark times we will all wish that we were dead.

Βρισκόμαστε στην καταστροφή μας

Μέσα στους τοξικούς καπνούς

Τις τελευταίες μέρες του Νώε                                                                             

Και η βροχή γίνεται πλημμύρα                                                                            

Μόνο πυρκαγιά και θειάφι

Το τέλος είναι κοντά

Ο τυχερός δεν τον νοιάζει                                                                                 

Λένε ότι όλοι θα τελειώσουμε

Όταν έρθει ο θυμός

Όταν οι καρδιές μας ψυχρανθούν

Τα παιδιά θα είναι τολμηρά

Ο θυμός θα βασιλεύει

Όπως και τις πολλές επιδημίες θα εξαπλωθεί

Στους σκοτεινούς χρόνους θα θέλουμε όλοι να είμαστε νεκροί.

*So glad to be feeling better after 2 weeks of the flu 🙂

*I have always been fascinated by end times prophecies. They are universal and reflect the times we are living in.

Passing Through/Διέρχεται

The smell of rain in the summer air       Η μυρωδιά της βροχής στον καλοκαιρινό αέρα

   everything is changing                                        όλα αλλάζουν

         the sky rages                                                ο ουρανός μαίνεται

     the ground shakes                                         το έδαφος κουνιέται

   unstable mother earth                                       ασταθής γη

      angry since birth.                                   θυμωμένη από τη γέννηση της.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Elusive/Απιαστος

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My beautiful lilium bloomed again this year.

 

Secrets never revealed in the light of day

Hidden, too frightened to come out to play

too slow to burn

too fast to catch

Too shadowy to be your object

to aim and strike at

 I remain with a watchful eye

like a creature in the night

Watching the bright stars fall and fade away

Smile in the grey shade

Resilience is the key to the dream.