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In our home town of winter wonderland
we tightened love, snow and sunshine ray
we built a snowman with twigs at hand
and booted up eagerly ready to upstand
up and down we jumped happy and gay
in our home town of winter wonderland
cheeks got rosy skin got sunny tanned
as we build tunnels, we got lost at play
it was Montreal our Patriotic Homeland
when the winter carnival days did land
aside joyful and happy February days
in our home town of winter wonderland
every child and dog came out to band
with sleek toboggan rides we seized the day
no , you didn't have to take us by the hand
when it came to fun we took a stand
learning to love the winter blues away
in our home town of winter wonderland
we built a snowman with twigs at hand
July 10, 2020
Wheeze in, wheeze out again as pollen
invades two chambers of lungs in
a choral synapse, an orchestral acapella
lifting my bronchial tubes as they
rise and warble high-pitched notes:
this is the melody of allergy
drenched in breathless tunes
right down my now tightened navel
while oxygen dips to 87--a horrific
musical trilling nurses in an otherwise
quiet emergency room...
And this big needle enters my greenish veins
to release a ditty called 'solucortef'
which opens this clogged overture,
sending me through a gateway of trance
as my Einstein-like hair droops, weaving
squeaky knots... finally, I river through
calmer streams: this very instance, dear bladder
sings another tempo, a urinary whistle...
the finale of a long, 3-hour allergy concerto
without any staged intermission.
Broken Wing's Take The Dagger From My Heart, Please - 2
Resent 10/9/2016
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From Body Of Work Contest Submitted 9/13/2016
Visual Attached Judged 10/6/2016
...lungs, bronchial tubes, navel, veins,
hair, bladder
Who are you to look upon I as if I can fit into the pages of a book?
As if one glance can fit this eternal ocean right in its nook?
As if I can be bounded up in the cover
Tightened by a string, escorted by punctuation, while I wait for your words to be able to sing.
Who are you to label me?
As if I can be captured by your words. My name gets choked up in vocals, as I pull on the chords.
I am who I am, nothing less
I am not defined by your constructed tests
I am the fire in you soul, the beat in your chest
I am greater than your law, I stand above the rest
You will address me as such
I pulled her to me
Looked deep into her eyes
A cluster of stars they were
An effect brought by the street lights
My grip on her waist tightened
I'm sure she noticed this
Fortunately she didn't try to resist
All the tenderness of her skin surrendered to my fingers
So pleasing to the touch
Her lips so glossy
Already a satisfaction for a passionate kiss
Was about to go for them
But then Peep! Peep! a car destructed the moment
I didn't want to let go...I had to
It was hard to say goodbye
The tout made it easier
I just sat waving goodbye as the vehicle got into motion
I wished time could be reversed
So as to get back to her
And say the things I didn't say
I wish I had the courage
But then it is just a wish
I salute you oh, mighty Time:
My best friend,
My worst enemy
For
To live without you is simply
Unimaginable!
Throughout my existence
I have, unsuccessfully, struggled to accept
Whatever you brought to me,
Either it was a sweet smile
Or a bitter tear with
Equanimity
Since
I could not enjoy the one
Without
Suffering the presence of
The other
For
This, you told me, is the order of things,
This is what the heavens
Decree,
But
I, a fool ignorant, resisted!
Now, however,
Older and wiser, an obedient child of yours, oh Time,
I have finally become
So as
To abide by your universal rules
Of growth and decay
Without
My tightened lips, a single complaint to
pronounce!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
24 July 2020
I dreamed of you last night my love
I gripped you tight from head to toe
I tasted every inch
In the waking hours love the sun came out
It dried us my love from head to toe
We tightened like a sinch
Our skin was now like tree bark love
The insects and birds crawled upon us
But I held you tight
And at night my love the moon and stars
Would shine on us as we stood in the woods
Shadows passing by
In the rain my love we would flourish
Leaves and roots abound with nature
Always together everyday
In the winter the snow and frost
Our leaves would fall to the ground so hard
Together Always Forever
I hurriedly boarded the train,
Or as hurriedly as I possibly could,
The red blossoms holding onto my hand,
As I held onto time, to slow its haste.
I softened my grip, to let them breathe,
As I caught my breath in the summer noon,
The cool breeze consoled me, as if it knew,
Knew that my winter came and waited.
Many fields passed, many trees overtook,
When I saw an empty house among them,
By the river, among the paddy, it bloomed,
She always wanted a house such to stay,
I thought, but there wasn't much now to say.
As the train rattled across the river,
I looked at my watch, it was two past four,
My grip on the door tightened,
As if to make the train run faster,
But I knew it didn't at all matter.
"Those red flowers are lovely,
Wish I could smell them,
They would be such a charm!"
I remember her words, as the train halted,
I ran again, every second passed me by,
The wind caught my damp eyes, they burnt,
But I squinted and saw my lovely door,
I stopped by trying to hold my soul,
I slowly walked inside, my heart pounding,
Not from the running, but from fear,
There she was, a calm expression on her face,
The doctor stepped closer," two past four."
MY WOMAN
Shout out to the woman in you
That strong and resilient spirit
Not many women are lucky to have been blessed with it
You're simply a lucky one
Not just lucky but uncommon
Not just uncommon but unique
Kudos to the Lady that could sail safe in the ocean of my turbulent anger
I doff my cap to that Lady that remained calm even in my deafening silence
Honour be that Lady that lost no single strand of hair when fixing my anomaly
She bore shames and concealed her pains during my shameless deeds
She bottled her fury and shrank her many agonies in her tiny veins
She held back the fire in her tongue and tightened her fist
Just to contain the explosion inside of her
She had a thousand words to speak
Yet she looked into my eyes and she could only say a little with her tears
She shivered, yet unshaken.
Many times she cupped the molten fire and cage it within her ribs
I wonder why she hasn't roasted her heart yet.
She's beautiful, even in her blue mood
She keeps her cool even when I make her feel like a fool
Sometimes I wonder if all she did and does are true
But I am sure, you can't find such of her like two
My diva my lover
Thus so far we've come
Still I know I owe u in sum
But I can assure you, I'm never gonna leave you in the slum
My angel my queen
I may have got numbers but I bet you, you aren't on no queue
You've got my heart, my beats and such the rhythm of my blues
This is all but for you
Your calmness, meekness, humility, gentleness, tenderness and respectfulness
This day is for you because you made it come
Happy us again
Happy us today
Happy us forever.
(FM CONCEPTUAL)
Memory is a noose around the neck.
Each tug, a reminder of what’s lost
The harder one struggles to break free,
The tighter it constricts, the greater the cost.
It clings, relentless, refusing release,
A weight too heavy to shed.
Even after you let go of the person,
Their presence lingers, memories spread.
How formidable is the grasp of the past
Its hold unyielding, a relentless foe,
Their memories,
With every recollection the pain intensifies
Like a tightened noose, a crashing wave.
The smothering grip that won’t let go.
The more you remember,
The stronger the pain.
A relentless ache of unending strain
In the end,
It’s not the noose that kill you.
But the memories, a relentless bane.
Your own mind becomes the battlefield.
Where the shadows of the past take flight
Haunted by the echoes of what once was
A relentless struggle against the night
Yet surrounded by the darkness
A glimpse of hope
For even in depths, light can be found
And with courage one can prevail
Rising above the memories which surrounds
Yes ma, mother tongue
my ears are not deaf to your calling
even when I am dead at night
and far I have gone in the world beyond – world ceiling
for not like others, stumbling
waddling
falling
dying
is your voice in their ears
I have wanted to die my ears
to this calling
to die it like a day old life-less infant
for even if it is animate
it could neither see nor hear
O what a powerful! Pricking my ears
your wailing a spear
Now I have prepared and I am set
to embark on the fruitless errand of yours
Listen, mother tongue
like proud-less river to my words
I have gone and I have seen her prettiness
I have moved close to her and smelt her scent
O sugary!
This strange tongue is fascinating
her luring tone is so sonorous
instant she sings
your children sleep and snore as frog
O mother tongue!
Opened are my eyes
and covered are my ears
tightened, tightened like thin can
but only your wail rooms my ears
O mother tongue!
You are a mother
whose belly is the ocean
that streams in the flesh
You are a pool of blood
which within flesh you room
Can someone dry water and blood in the flesh
so that you can be no more?
You are a mother
whose no child can tell of her beginning
You are umbilical cord
You are immortal, yet you are dying
O mother tongue!
I have prepared and I am set
to embark on the fruitless errand of yours
Listen, mother tongue
like proud-less river to my words
The children
which because of them your eyes stream
will neither listen nor ear you appalling
O mother tongue!
I am set and it is time
to embark on this errand of yours
Perhaps if their sense would sense
and their eyes would see the beauty in you
and your tone that as sweet as honey
that can never bereft it taste
O mother tongue!
If you die in their house
who will, indeed, cry if not them
in amidst of mockery eyes
or can a strange tongue be their tongue?
A wake up write for whoever cherish other culture above his or hers.