Giorgio Venetopoulos

(Athens, Greece)

Triple of clover


Triple of clover

I walked afar
And still
My soul's scar
my lone star
feeling of steel.

My mind's nail
to pierce
pointy on trail
my sole wail
so fierce.

Of all I disclaim
my undermasts
of waves hums,
I feel of flames,
and darkened drums.

And I disdain
my soul's brink
a loner's drink
it was so vain
our knotted link.

For being alone
on empty corner
A triple of clover
engraved on stone
My quill of Homer.

Rain's cold stream
ascribed ship's log
An empty bog
I walk and dream
of you in fog.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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