- Archangel - Poem by Georgios Venetopoulos
I sensed the dance of clouds and windy drawls,
the moving marionettes of moonlight,
ideally it cleared the shades of souls
to intersect our solitude, forthright.
The dusk descended when 'Archangel' crossed
the sight of island men, a gliding wraith
and huge the blackened ship's displacement boss'd
the mariners' astounded stares and faith.
Monotonous the bagpipes led to trance,
- autonomous the ship's insistent horn,
invited us to a besotting dance
the ship regaled; unearthly song and mourn.
We danced inside the rain while ghostly pipes
entwined with the sea's baptismal notes,
- betrothal waved the blue and white flag stripes,
- like coffins raised around the wooden boats.
Embarked, we, upon the ship, erelong,
to sail infinity in ocean brines,
although the Sirens with their cradlesong,
the Hades' treated us, communion wines.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Comments about - Archangel by Georgios Venetopoulos
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You