Best Villas Poems

across the Doggerland dogged people trudge
  Neanderthals, Heidelbergers...Sapiens, the last ones standing
  hairy mammoths, heavy life bearing down
  the mighty maw of an ice wall crunches, enforcing southward retreat
  remoulding the land for the next migration
  steady thawing reveals a...

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Sue and I had lost contact when we left school and the Dominican Convent,
Met up ten years later, admitted both of us foolish, each nodded consent,
Had coffee, agreed to meet often, lived in Cape Town, merely a suburb apart,
Both happy with our villas, loved our...

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Out at sea, serene and soothing,
on a sheet of lapis lazuli,
a graceful forward motion,
kissing the coast line,
sailing at high speed,
skimming over the salty waters,
the breeze caressing my face,
filling the taut sails with power.

A short distance away
sunlit vistas, rugged rocks,
and white washed villas.
Afar a dolphin jumps...

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In 1925  the birth of the King of the Underwood came forth
and some  21 years later, he would grace us with his wisdom
as well as his politics, quotes, manuscripts, short stories and then deliver to us Ben Hur
and Lincoln. His name was Gore...

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The gaudy beauty of the villas with
new money blazons on the pediments,
the Moon over the garden, the sea breeze,
orchids in bloom - they're all the elements

of the confusing game to lure me to
a point of no return. The sweetest lies,
the jewelry of tears, big and...

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Star Eyes

Something calming, something erotic,
Hot Sideritis tea in a gleaming teacup
That sings sweetly to me, of lands exotic.

Seeing all the other white villas in Greece,
Lying still on an angelic rug with you.
Listening to the great music of Vangelis!

Evermore,
Panagiota

*Sideritis is Greek mountain tea*

5/7/2019
7:45pm PST

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I have travelled through the cluttered corridors of my tired mind countless times. 
I have reached deep into the dark abyss of my captive soul and in that profoundly disturbing darkness, I went searching to find myself. 
I heard the screeching of my soul in...

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The sunniest island,
with its Sea Stacks standing out
of the Tyrrhenian Sea,
shimmers as sailboats glide
in timeless serenity...
Paradise's duplication in man's heart.


Winter brings no drifts of snow,
only mild breezes from Sicily,
and the tourist is always on the go,
exploring, discovering and wondering 
how this small island came to...

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We will be the trustees of life's passions...
The villas of villainous Rome are burning behind me
from Capua to the Cisalpine Alps the skyline is smoldering from her savage sins,
monuments of luxury built, furnished,  and sustained by generations of misery
crumbling in the aftermath of egalitarian...

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My trees are being rampaged by man's cruelty;
doesn't he feel empathy when they crumble down,
to be shipped on barns and trains for huge profits?
And while my darlings don't bleed like he does, they suffer by far...
and they feel the same pain when the ax or...

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Autodidact
The small forest or the woods by the white road made of
crushed sea-shells was a place of enchantment squirrels
had no fear of solitary dreamers stumbling over oak roots.
I used to walk here when cows were milked, fed and
the mucking out was done and fresh straw...

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A reminder to Nigerian current president, 
Oh ! Uncle president Bola Ahmad Tinubu, 
One of the  seniors African politicians 
who could direct the youths well not to hell.  
Your honorary doctorate in political science 
and diplomacy will continue making sense 
to the African youths if...

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The prominent years, of which did last
Great heights of power, of centuries past
According to legend, thy Rome we build
Twin brothers afore, o’ Remus killed

O’ city of Rome, of which we name
A land of power, government, fame
A laurel wreath, for emperors made
Make way Augustine, we...

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The bet had been bound ... and boldly called,
          Right there on the cold castle grounds at eventide -
               Guests and dignitaries...

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Dreams dashing in daring dragoon 
People prancing in purple picturesque paintings
Tourist touring transubstanciating terrain 
The world is not just an oyster
The world is my oyster 
Like a sunrise in aix 
Or a sunset in Florence 
It connects my inwardness to the vast labryinthe of world...

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