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
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? ? ?
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
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!