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Giorgio Venetopoulos

(Athens, Greece)

Become the Rain


Above the tree tops fly in clouds
angelic forms that meet the winds,
salute the mistral and the crowds,
above the solitude that bounds,
red-green their dreams amid the fields,
thunderous call engage and wields,
abstemious souls embrace the sounds,
become the rain on steadfast keeled.

And some remind you of your past,
when flower scents descend the years,
when you were running ever fast,
the time was burden, and contrast,
to overreach in fog your tears,
abolished shields - hazardous fears,
theatric group of absent cast,
embracing dead the chevaliers.

Submitted: Thursday, November 08, 2012
Edited: Friday, May 23, 2014

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© 11-08-2012, All Rights Reserved
(alteration of the 'Triolet' form)

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