Georgios Venetopoulos

Gold Star - 5,509 Points (Athens, Greece)

- Mirror - Poem by Georgios Venetopoulos

I know the crying voice of winds, at night
and our expending dance on broken glass;
enfolding days and transferring insight,
illuminate our forms while bleeding lasts.

Expanding scene, the nuptial rainy glade,
that hurts relentlessly the stills of nyx,
and minding hope - deceived, the foliage shade,
attached to mirrors, images affix.

I know this call; it steals the color's depth;
affrays inside the mirror and the glimpse
becomes a fading sight of nightly dearth,
a rustic scene and breath of moon's eclipse.

Your face reflects inside the mirror's depth,
approaches in the solitude that craves,
my recognition in your eyes and breadth,
a liturgy inside Cathedral naves.

Arcane I honor and adore you 'mong,
what spreads above the solitude and fades,
enfolds the last and detrimental wrong
that our enjoined similitude persuades.

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Topic(s) of this poem: allegory, iambic pentameter, philosophical , philosophy, verse

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© 03-14-2013, G. Venetopoulos, All Rights Reserved
(An Iambic Pentameter poem)

Comments about - Mirror by Georgios Venetopoulos

  • (5/9/2017 3:16:00 PM)

    A really powerful poem, with a skilful and flowing rhythm. I like how you build the tension in each stanza, with striking imagery as well. Well done. (Report) Reply

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  • Sofia Kioroglou (3/8/2016 4:53:00 AM)

    This is an exquisite write my friend! I am trying to catch up on some reading. Very overwhelmed lately. Lovely work!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, June 1, 2015

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