Ancient ruins stand alone,
tired sentries over ancient lands;
they watch and remember their glory days.
Testaments to their builders;
do they ever wish a glorious revivification?
History tells their stories when
they need them heard but,
the, “horses mouth” can tell them better.
Visit them and share their lives;
they do love company.
A phoenix reincarnates, self incinerating.
Ashes to revivification; phoenix achieves.
Spontaneous combustion that, humans can’t master, purifies phoenix’s spirit.
S- Superb
U- Unending
M- Magical
M- Moments
E- Enshrining
R- Revivification
T- Totally
I- Invigorating
M- Mental
E- Euphoria!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 June 216
I could have been a funny circus clown
With multi- colored makeup on my face.
I could have been the greatest fool around
My face on posters all over the place.
But I chose instead to be a poet
An unknown writer who now writes verses.
A self indulging choice I must admit
But its satisfaction reimburses
The time and effort I devote to it.
I will never be a Poe or Whitman
Nor poet laureate I must admit
And that famous funny-circus-clown man?
I resurrect him occasionally
Like in this present piece of poetry.
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