Best Aegean Poems
Aegean Sunsetthe sun going down
over the aegean sea ~
golden reflection
Written 23rd of September 2020....
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Categories:
aegean, nature, sea, sunset,
Form:
Haiku
An Aegean Breeze of PeaceOur very own Demetrios Trifiatis along with hulya
n. yilmaz have coauthored an exceptional book,
An Aegean Breeze Of Peace. It is available through
Amazon.
It is a book about Peace between Greece and
Turkey. Filled with Poetry from Demetrios and
hulya. I recommend this book to all soupers.
Also...
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Categories:
aegean, peace, people, perspective, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
The Aegean of AlbionThe Aegean of Albion ends its longest day. Islands of hot yellow sands, bright foliage and
mountains light grey, all cosetted by the blue sea floating by me above as I swallow the
the white wine in tired alacrity at the end of long day...
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Categories:
aegean, dream,
Form:
Free verse
Aegean Night“aegean night”
i look upon the same stars as achilles
the glory is in the doom
of all the favors granted
by graces of a rising moon,
here in the halls of tranquility
to there on the warring field
honor does not bend...
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Categories:
aegean,
Form:
Rhyme
Moonlight and Plankton In the Aegean^
Moonlight and Plankton in the Aegean
Near a beach in Amorgos
Kycladic moonlight
lilting off
Aegean
waters illuminate
the breasts of two young girls and
Plankton playing off back-lit silhouettes...
Our ketch undulates according to
The laws of Poseidon
While youthful want-to-be mermaids
Frolic and scatter bio-luminescent
diamonds with every move.
Pause to breathe in the...
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Categories:
aegean, beauty, travel,
Form:
Free verse
Aegean SeaThe sea never dulls me; it lulls, calms and relaxes me.
It sends me into a trance, like when I dance, in a state of peace.
In stillness, I feel free, serene, glee; yet, aware of things I hear and see.
The Aegean Sea cruise in Turkey rendered...
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Categories:
aegean, sea,
Form:
Rhyme
FleshMusee
See where it burns in Titian's brush
subsides along the cool Aegean stone,
or twists in the fist-faces of Rome,
our only mystery--flesh.
There, uncertainty ends, or does it merely pause?
The surgeon's knife reveals a shadow
no surface contains, our laws
are not what we do or vow.
Yet surface is all,...
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Categories:
aegean, flower, grief, pain, rose,
Form:
Sonnet