I fell in love with a frog,
who was sitting alone on the banks of the Nile,
mooning over the premature decease of his beautiful wife.
...
Your stabs hit me exactly where you hope they would
with such ferocity that gouges out all vanity and conceit.
A knife thrust through the illusions of my bloated ego,
An ugly distortion of an inner image through a plastic glass
...
I am walking ahead and ahead
and still in the same place.
I am treading water
walking through a morass.
...
As wide asunder from pole to pole
My Eastern and your Western
in jarring disjuncture I am breaking
laying to rest the yawning divide.
...
Forgive yourself and each other
Spew hate and watch it slap you in the face
Be careful with the gun you pull
the finger on the trigger may be your own-
...
More blessed are the fallen mourners
than those who have not fallen,
For they have fathomed the error of their ways
and have repented of their sins
...
No shock, no engulfment...
Just the natural corollary to physical birth.
Death is standing on your porch screaming out
and beckoning you to come downstairs.
...
Your chocolate eyes sparkle
effervescent and fragile
they melt like cream in your latte
as they flutter like a butterfly before
...
I see an obstacle
always a roadblock
in my dreams and when awake
...
My dad's unwilting enthusiasm
does little to reduce my anxiety
actually quite augments it
as I try not to hit the pavement
...
For a moment I thought
I had found a new home
I was swathed in blankets
and given some food.
...
Love me and I will love you back.
Crash me and I will adore you
You grind me down like no other
But I do not waver.
...
Love is like the measles.
Once you catch it,
it starts spreading like wildfire.
...
Life is like riding a bicycle
You don't fall unless you stop pedalling
But what about freewheeling?
It is like allowing your life
...
Sound no trumpet before you,
man's praise a hollow reward
what good is giving alms
like the hypocrites do in the streets?
...
Sofia Kioroglou is a writer, translator, lexicographer and painter born and bred in Athens, Greece. She is an avid reader and iconographer of saints and believes in human kindness and sacrifice. She would be a cave recluse in Raitho or Sinai had she not met her husband Peter in Jerusalem at the Holy Light Ceremony in 2012. As for her poetry, she was one of the winners in the 4th Ceasar Dapontes Poetry Competition and her poems have appeared in many international literary journals and magazines such as Silverbirchpress, Halkyon Days Magazine, Verse-Virtual, Dumas de Demain, Ashvamegh, Poet’s Corner, Writink Page, Bonsaistories as well as in many anthologies like the Poetry against Terror Anthology, the Spiritual Horizons Anthology and the Universal Values Anthology. Her poetry will soon be featured in the Poetry Against Inequality Anthology.She is also a historical novelist and writes flash fiction for fun.)
I Fell In Love With A Frog
I fell in love with a frog,
who was sitting alone on the banks of the Nile,
mooning over the premature decease of his beautiful wife.
He was sobbing his heart out,
his lips convulsed with woe, dripping emotion,
his chin atremble, the words buried in a raven black but deafening silence.
I instantly knew he was the find of my ultimate search for love.
A bathos unknown to those seeking earthly pleasures,
a poignancy knocking vulgarity off its temporal pedestal.
My dear love, dearest of all other loves,
my love for this frog, please become a wreath
a halo, a redemptive power to soothe all pain
Sofia is a wonderful poetess. A storyteller of sorts. Revealing wonderful stories of love, religion. As well as a vivid State of imagery with each word written! It was a pleasure meeting her here and hope you enjoy her ink As much as I have. Much love. KW
both real and fabulous.fascinating poems.thank you sophia for this deep emotion you made us to feel