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I see you everywhere
And yet you're not there
Faces, places.....all have traces
The silhouette lines of my gazes
Misty steam, sunbeams, serene streams
Blue jeans, new scenes, sweet dreams
In clouds, shrouds, crowds
I often call your name out loud
Streetcars, glass jars, reflections from afar
In cars, bars, constellations in the stars
The outline of your hair,
Your profile haunts me as I stare
I see you everywhere
But you're not really there
I see you on the bus
And think of the two of us
I see you in a limousine
And realize it's just a daydream
I see you in a movie queue
Stop and prey....but that's not you
I see you everywhere.... I know
Because I still love you so
Memories that just....... won't let go.

Twenty-six kilometers north of Limassol, there’s a place called ‘governor’s beach’,
I love going there, especially when I feel my heart closing…,
Especially when the beauty within me becomes sparse and it needs replenishing,
For one thing I know,
As within, so without,
So I take care to be a conscientious gardener of the beauty within…,
For beauty is g-d, and g-d is beauty…


I like to sit there, on top of the hill and look down on the vast Mediterranean,
I’m writing this from there now,
There’s a gentle breeze entertaining my face, and there are thirteen souls on the beach below,
A playboy yacht is lazily lounging nearby,
Three little kids are cavorting at the water’s edge,
Elisavet and Angelos are two of their names,
The third, a little girl not older than 4, is obviously the ‘gang-leader’, I did not hear her name as she is the chatterbox who is incessantly barking out the important orders of the business at hand [in Greek, of course], of building, demolishing and rebuilding their sandcastle…,
Their mother, a svelte young woman, is talking on the mobile, for half an hour now, “…what’s the point of coming to this corner of paradise and yet have your ear glued to the cancerous device…”, I rhetorically ask myself…


I take a deep breath, I begin to disengage from the human elements,
I gaze at the sea,
I count ten different kinds of turquoise today,
Now, I try to connect to the infinite,
I greatly feel the need,
On the tree, above me, a crow sounds his very strange call, as if in agreement with me, and to spur me on…,
For a closed heart does not a body any good…,
I pack pen and paper reluctantly away,
And start opening my heart,
“…how are you today dear g-d…”, is my opening salvo to the infinite…

You don't know the chance passed us by.
Gone as quickly as the blink of an eye.
Some times I wonder about the choices I have made.
And the decisions that will follow me to the grave.
Younger years I said I had no regrets.
But time has a way of making one rethink things they would rather forget.
I never meant to do no harm.
It was just our way of life way out there on that farm.
Wish I was back there with the sun upon my face.
Living a life where there is no rat race.
But when I hear your voice on the other end of the phone.
It reminds me of the reason I am gone.
You don't know but the chance passed us by.
Gone as quick as a blink of the eye.
You want be one regret I will take with me when I die.
Could never chance our friendship on just a try.

Forget his name, forget his face. Forget his kiss and warm embrace.
Forget the life that you once knew;remember now theres someone new.
Forget the life that you once shared; Forget the fact that he once cared.
Forget the times you were together;Remember now, he's gone forever.
Forget him when they played our song; Forget you cried the whole night long.
Forget how close you two once were;remember now he's close to her.
Forget you memorized his walk;Forget the way we used to talk.
Forget the times when you were mad; remember now he's glad,not sad
Forget the times he used to phone;Forget the times you were alone.
Forget the time he was your whole world;remember now there's another girl.
Forget him in his teasing ways;Forget you saw him everyday.
Forget the things you used to do; remember now, she loves him too.
Forget the thrill when he walked by;Forget the times he made you cry
Forget the times you spoke his nam;Remember now,he's not the same.
Forget he used to hold your hand;forget the sweet things,if you can.
Forget he said he'dd leave you never; Remember now,he's gone forever.

W-H-A-T ???
Manna Again ?
I MEAN
R-E-A-L-L-Y
How Many Ways
Can You Prepare
Manna ?

The child sits in the sun drenched meadow
appearing to stare very intensely afar,
what captures the child's interest?
Nothing that is obvious to any of us.

He seems to be listening intently
is it to the robin who is singing?
The wind brushes across his skin
and he shivers as it touches him.

His mother quietly approaches
gently takes his hand in hers.
He clings tightly and nuzzles her
drawing in her scent to his nostrils.

The sad truth is that this child
is both deaf and blind
no sounds he hears
and no pictures he sees.

He is trapped in a silent world.
And will never see his mothers face.
yet he recognizes her scent
he feels the wind on his skin.

My intellect detects...
The things that I select...

I inspect what I inject...
To protect what I project...

I correct what can't connect...
And reflect what can deflect...

I reject all your respect...
I dissect what you protect...

Emotional detector, the supreme protector...
Dissector selector...
Deflector respector...

Corrector connector...
Protector projector...
Injector inspector...
Expect hurt...

A perfect reflector with a painful rejector...
You are the ultimate emotional detector....

The happy always act
go the extra mile
times too short to analyse
the chemistry of a smile

back there in a second
when fur met bearded face
a fabric-smell conductor
on a horse to a special place

near creek and stony edge
a place you called the strand
where I watched you comb
your long black hair

and the sea back
from the land

I'm running lil
I'm running still
from the law
and from my sound

the man who fell
can lodge in hell
he tried to put me
in the ground

in February you come to me
dressed in moon and sky
in November you're the snows
that bid a frightened year goodbye

Clearwater Lil
your with me still
as much as pelt
and winter's delve

the beaver gives me
warmth and food
midst the year's
partitions twelve

I'm rough-hewn Lil
you picked me still
to your north star
I'm the black

trace elements fly
to fill the sky...
...You bring the things I lack

the bullet in my arm
is deep in shattered bone
so I guess I got a friend for life
a pain best left alone

Sweet water lil
I settled my bill
with life
and nature's laws

I'm the lone wolf
of silence
I'm the blood
that stains it's paws

I found the earth's rhythm
it bonded in my core
I get to trace a human face
each year at the general store

Once I thought I saw you there
of this I must confess
But my mind was stung
by glare of sun...
she wore your muslin' dress

Sweet water lilly
I'm being silly
the roof
of hurt is done

there's work to do
and huntin due..
I don't rely on anyone

see that bullet
in my arm
is deep
in shattered bone

so I guess
I got a friend for life
a pain best left alone

Sweet water lill
the sky got still
it shattered
on the ground

the pieces lay
on knees to pray
a new lake
born and found

they call me rough
and some say gruff
to face the cold of hell

in a cabin made
with dull axe-blade
with senses
void of smell

Sweetwater lilly
my brother Billy
wrote me in the fall

" Come back Ruar
Our world got sore",
But that letter's
now in ball

Some days are good
and understood
Some nights
are baffled pain

Some weeks
I have no patience
Some months
I count the rain

Nature's trues
salves my blues
like the ghost
of some guitar

I think about us
making love
my comet
to your star

I sing sometimes
my country rhymes
to prove
I'm still alive

I chase with haste
my worries pace
mad bees
protect the hive

I wear a coat of memory
I wear the breath of you

Sweet water Lil
your with me still
It's the best

this man can do.

If I could, write for you
A poem, so so deep
Where I drowned
In a sea of words
And all my emotions
Washed in waves
Of fresh
Beginnings
Saw a new future
On the crest of hope
And the past
Was a distant horizon
So far
Left behind
In the green
And bitter cold sea
Of envy

Tears flow onto my pen
And form a pool
Of remembrance
Of the life
The love
And memories
That drifted
Across many oceans
Of comforting warmth
Seducing me
To “Let go”
And live

If I could, turn back
The ever advancing tide
Of regret
That clings to me
Dragging me ever deeper
Where I continuously wallow
In the black whirlpool
Of self-pity
That foreboding
Dark place
Where history shows
It has claimed
So many
And released
So “Few”

If I could
If I could
For just one more day
Remember the love
Rediscover the passion
And
Relive the dream
Then I would gladly
Spend the rest of my days
Drowning, in a lake
I would name
“Humility”

To you black rose
Look deep into the centre
The very inner depth
colourless beauty

From a pack of lies
Left with the thorns,
scratching my inner body
In agony
I howl

Killing me slowly
Eating the soul in me
coloured
dark lies
Shades inner beauty

In the depth
my heart cold
From the inner you,
my dungeon hell
No fury

My rose,
for you black
Left on this page
The heart's colour

With a kiss
Goodbye black,
Magic with love
Turns colours
beautiful