Long Ithaca Poems

The emotional, mental and spiritual fallout courtesy Colt Gray

Apalachee High School,
located in Winder, Georgia
witnessed an active shooter,
whereby the alleged lone gunman
(actually just a teenager of fourteen years)
killed four people and injured nine more
the latter hospitalized with...

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AN ILL-FATED ADDRESS

Being on holiday in Athens was truly the best 21st present 
my parents could have given me, stayed with my granddad,
felt great, I traveled on my own, no more an adolescent.
Sad that I...

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[An Autumn kitchen a crucible of y e a s t and y e a r n i n g]

Samantha kneads dough with determined hands, she hears
    Hank's cry—"Vi vi an"—a phantom...

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It's hard to believe it has been nine years
since my brother delivered each box.
They all seemed to hold a special key,
mysteries and memories to unlock.
 
My Dad had lived a mostly happy life,
and I remember him...

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Now gather around, ye lusty lads, a tale I'll tell to thee
Of jealous Gods, monsters and ill-fated men who sailed the sea.
My tale is set in hoary times when fickle fate was by divine decree.
Then...

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So once again, with grim countenance, the ship sailed on with all bemoaning their woes
Till calm seas prevailed, with balmy sun, sweet zephyr song, they came to Helios' shores.
Helios, calm god of the day, smiled...

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Imagine Earth itself to be just another Troy, from which, after having raged
In countless battles from Tyre to Megiddo has not been conquered, only aged
And now, having defeated the Spartan race, destroying Priam’s home
Odysseus is...

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Sunday Rose 
A poem about enriching your life with the love of your partner-in-life, inspired by Ancient Greek Wisdom

As I walk quickly upon the steep mountain pass
I find you searching though the ever-green grass
For wild...

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(Dedication: For Demetrios Trifiatis)


Troy and sure war, Trojans and Greeks;
Report mad flaws -- rouse warriors' peak;
On for ten years, on both sides dwell;
Yes tear for tear, yes death did well!


Urge firms glory, urge frames action;
Love...

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Ithaca New York 1969                               ...

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As you set out for Ithaka
hope your road is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
Laistrygonians, Cyclops,
angry Poseidon—don’t be afraid of them:
you’ll never find things like that on your way
as long as you keep...

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Dis feeling 
Such a rustic smell! 
Nostalgia fills the belly. 
Authority sapped; energy reborn. 

Familiar faces gone! 
Crashes cum clashes not found! 
Excesses can't be curbed
For in this mess,  I swallow its stone. 
Friends,...

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*Reserata Carcerem XLVIII*

Sate jolting jungle 'n enclosed pen;
nosy nature's yawn gulped 'n' reeled rents,
bruised business time leases sucked spells -
apt alakazam writ ñ lone's breast.

Yore, Poseidon 'ter t' Ithaca,
skipped ñ Leviathan t' Rome's border
'n' anon...

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For ages, probably for prolonged ages
They have been waiting for the ecstatic pearl
Collages of pomegranates  in bends and edges
Are on the toes to get into the whirl

For ages and ages the two hungry clouds
Have...

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It was always the case,
I was never Valentino.
No matter 
what chatter took me for.


Sure, like you
I enjoyed the duel.
But barbed conversation
blunts the appetite.


No,
my odyssey
was not for conquest, 
or trophies for Ithaca


I sought a world 
reflexively...

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Far from this antique bay and moor,
     your plaintive voice sung for my soul,
and lifted me to Ithaca's shore.
     Can longing's echoes loudly toll,
and invite me to...

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GAGARIN  AND  COLUMBUS

Brave or foolhardy
He was a dreamer of voyages 
Into  unexplored, unknown, undiscovered country,
The first to pursue the visionary images
That few had even seen clearly.

On  an  odyssey  ...

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you sing from memory
whispering secrets to the thousand islands at my feet
and row to the shipwrecked shores of Ithaca

i hear rustling of dry wind
smell the damp sun-kissed cattails after last night's storm
and see the land...

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Your apparel wraps-up my frame today,
Apparel not, it’s you circumnavigate
My form as if through metamorphosis.
The textile you, stir my cells
Through pan-frame activities tactile
But alsa! The cells respond not to your entreaties
 They treat you as...

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Telemachus


Ask Telemachus!
Penelope is aware of your grief and glow, 
Go on, don't feel low 
You are her beach 
Fly high and across every breach.
 
Ask him:
She lived with you in Ithaca 
Wanna see you in...

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O muse ... the lauded poet Homer called

to Odysseys 'cross time enthralled 

please tell the tale of warriors lost

of Troy's fall, of heart and of pride.

'cross the vellum pressed, Homer cried.

"Set course for Greece and...

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The silver lining has taken its root off the shores, 
Ithaca, known for its valour, 
Its existence, a mirage to many
Swords and sitars are bravehearts' game

Whose side shall your armour fall for? 
Whose sword shall...

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