There are so many horrible things I had said and did…
So many times I simply went with what God once forbid,
There is sadly no ways I can make up for actions so sordid.
One man’s treasure, one man’s trash;
saved for years, then sold for cash.
Though held once in high esteem,
tarnish overtook their gleam.
Dull they sit and patient wait,
helpless to control their fate.
Auctioned off, or harsher still,
land ignoble, in a fill.
They try to shrink the world into their
Deplorable size
For
To magnify their insignificant selves so as
Great men in the eyes of the world to
Appear,
But
They fall into the abyss of infamy-
Victims of their vindictive vanity-
Where forgotten shall remain into
Eternity!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
08 July 2021
We live in the shadows of your cursed survival
not being killed when so many of you were
the endless rows of benighted headstones
telling of memories never to be
where you wander among them
pledging your heart to what unrequited
condemns you to time
we walk together through years of separation
the voices of the dead confirming
the tryst of our silence
forever pretending that a lyric
can be written after the music stops
that its words can be sung by the Angel guardians
of those long departed
and ignoring my devotion
you embrace the rejection of
the one who never loved you back…
the paramour who condemns you to live in misery
and to live with me
—jilted by death
(Watching ‘Hemingway’ On PBS: April, 2021)
I checked my last two poems
Then I searched for understanding
But then I realised the love
The poem allows for ignorance
The lack of understanding
The disobedience of language
Its rules and colons
Its commas or decision
That is my love
The ignoble is now the monarch
Where are the rules of language
They are lost in rancour
That the message is passed
There is my love
Gushing out the gory deeds of the selfish,
Shushing out the sublime actions of the Being!!
sea-foam collects from fountains of dust
how can cremation, for you be just?
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