Iris Ixora

The Bosphorus

Winter falls
yet still warm
spring peaks
yet still flourish
sun smiles
yet still blush
leaves turn
yet still vibrant.

Then and now
you are the same
you never change.

No shouts just whispers
no rush just hush
no tides just tempts
no grudge just smudge
no grumble just hassle
with smiles and cries.

Then and now
you the same
Just do not change.

(Istanbul, Bir Haziran 2006)

Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 1, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, January 19, 2008

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  • James Papastamos (6/1/2006 12:09:00 PM)

    Quite vivid, indeed. One has to be color blind to not understand this poem and its hidden meaning. Nice work

    James A. Papastamos

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