Long Taverna Poems

Dear friiends those who first read my poem i left an important line out in the donkey story

The first dance after our wedding,
Was absolutely exciting, intoxicating,
My darling whispered in my ear,
My wedding present to you...

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We came walking blind bends at dusk, 
An overhanging fig picked fresh.
No pavements, just a nervous trust 
that drivers would skirt our single line.

Hugging the roadside with torches lit, 
Phones swung glowing to the ground...

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This is a true-life celebration of love ballad. A chance meeting on a Greek island becomes a whirlwind romance. From Athens’ vibrant Monastiraki markets to a Taverna where you can experience the lively traditional, passionate...

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"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..."  E.E. Cummings

Hello my dearest darling, it was our time to wake,
The rustic rooster had already roused my...

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Woke up this morning feeling fine,
looked in the mirror at this body of mine,
Said to myself, you're such a disgrace,
I can hardly bear to look you in the face.

Get out there, get some exercise,
Said I'm...

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The Greek Taverna 

Where can you be, dancer of my soul?
I want it be 1967 right now.
Where I can walk into the Minerva
Be seated by a handsome host,
And with my heart pounding..you are now walking towards me.

The...

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trying to sleep
take a simple nap
but the whirling
dervishes in my
mind won't stop
stomping or
dancing

and as i'm "one
who delights in all
manifestations of the
terpsichorean muse" my
memories remind me of a
time on the island of Thera
Greece where each of...

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The old year is spent,
The New not yet sent,
The past has passed,
The new comes at last.

Time to reflect on what has been
Time to remember what we have seen
Time to look forward to what is to...

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My Mediterranean Dream


Into your quiet arms and protectful ways, I wish to race.
Across lost decades and never want to be traced.

To settle in Thessalonki, and dance the stars away with thee.
Drinking Mavrodaphne or even plain,...

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A couple of years ago, sad to say,
There were bad words and to my dismay,
A couple in our village stopped being our friends.
We would pass the Taverna in the square,
All they ever did was sit...

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My Greek Cherub, you stole my soul..
How very much I miss you..
That ....you shall never know.

I fly over your house as you sleep and weep crystalline tears,
From my ancient soul.
Sparking, salty tears,
But joyous, too.

For a...

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