An azure winged wolf
flies in the sky every night
A predator hunting the stars
A strange herbs tea's effect
Φτερωτός γαλάζιος λύκος
πετά κάθε βράδυ στον ουρανό
Θηρευτής που άστρα κυνηγά
Συνέπεια τσαγιού βοτάνων μυστικών
Gobbling up suns and planets, no doubt. An azure colored winged wolf, that was a mighty strong cup of tea! Time to drink the tea and read the leaves!
And who is this azure winged wolf....ware wolf of vampire diaries...me
Wonderful poem with great images. Your closure line is a surprise; a unique way to grip a reader.
For a 'nonsense' topic-ed poem, without rhymes as well, this really ain't too bad. But how do some, like Kostas, get to post 'new poems'? ? : ( Bri
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
perhaps the poet, a 'Friend' on PoemHunter before PH went to Hell for me and some others in Dec.2021, was sipping some of the same 'herbs' tea? ? ?