Olympus.
Mountain of Greece.
Fountain of food where the gods feeds.
And climbing so tough as peace.
Olympus.
Mountain of dreams.
That sees far beyond dreams.
Dream beyond dream of dreams.
Dust of the gods.
Sands of time.
The cloud of the gods
shadow the parts.
Clothing the clouds found in your height.
Mountain of meeting.
Olympus
Roman field.
Aye, the fig leaves grips.
Aye, olympus field.
Now feed the mouths of the gods given by gods.
Olympus, proof your height!
As a room for the beings of ROME.
I like this poem! A couple small typo's, first, dropp the 's' on 'feeds' in the third line; and 'proof' in the second to last line should be 'prove' instead. Otherwise very good and I look forward to reading more from you as time allows! Janelda
I like it...its nicely written, i enjoyed reading this poem: -) nice job
A poem of high praise indeed. beautifully described as though you know it so well like your living room. kudos lord of ink
Like a flame of fire around the Olympus, you burn all dark to rise the light from this write..like it! ! :) Keep writing_Unwritten Soul
beautiful descriptive poem about the Greek Olympus mountain-thank you for sharing
The pages of the past with its glory is presented effortlessly.Marvelous!
Whoa! I love the syntax. Your titles are well alluring. Great job!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This was a nice read and very clever in a way! ..keep writing I enjoyed!