Elia Michael


Elia Michael Poems

1. Nako 10/2/2013
2. Elias Elias And Elias 10/2/2013
3. The Red Cliff 10/3/2013
4. Ann 10/3/2013
5. Brierley Hill Canal 10/10/2013
6. The Mirror 10/11/2013
7. Miserable Day 10/12/2013
8. Revised Impressions 10/13/2013
9. Stranger In Paradise 10/15/2013
10. Yiayia Eleni - Incomplete Poem 10/16/2013
11. Countless Gold Suns 10/19/2013
12. The Venetian Watchtower 9/28/2013
13. Sappho 9/30/2013
14. Xylophagou 9/30/2013
15. Lonely Manikin 10/21/2013
16. A Thought 10/22/2013
17. Forever Dieting 10/22/2013
18. Do You Remember? 10/23/2013
19. Snow 10/26/2013
20. My Strength Is Gone 10/28/2013
21. Tony And I 11/19/2013
22. An Ancient Greek Ruin 11/22/2013
23. The Green Door 11/26/2013
24. The Bonanza Coffee Bar 11/29/2013
25. To Pious Facebook Critics 11/29/2013
26. Aphrodite's Isle 12/15/2013
27. I Never Thought The Day Would Come 12/15/2013
28. Every Day I Trudge Up The Hill 12/18/2013
29. Once There Was One I Loved 12/18/2013
30. Love's Whispers 12/20/2013
31. Tony 12/21/2013
32. I Felt His Icy Breath Upon My Heart 12/21/2013
33. If I Were Like Wizards 12/21/2013
34. I Wish I Could Write In Greek 12/23/2013
35. My Grandfather Was A Poet 12/23/2013
36. My Grandmother Was Named Evgenou 12/23/2013
37. I Will Always Love You 12/23/2013
38. First Love 12/23/2013
39. Aunt Katina 12/24/2013
40. Aunty Diamantou 12/24/2013
Best Poem of Elia Michael

A False Friend

I really thought you a friend.
I thought you were spun by the gods.
A golden thread to help mend
My broken heart against all odds.

I really thought you a friend.
I see you glistening like gold,
And when I think you’ll extend
Your help, you are just so, so cold.

You are this thing they call hope.
You are supposed to be my friend
And help me to better cope
With my life right up to the end.

But I see you’re a false friend.
I realise this now I’m old.
You deceive me and pretend
To help me, but you’re a fool’s gold.

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Sappho

Golden words of yours, O Psappho
Show the wit of your intellect
Words of love, its joy and sorrow
In old Aeolic dialect

Singing words in a honeyed voice
Mere breaths, as you say, and by
Your command they happily rejoice
Given life and life never to die

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