by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories:
age, innocence, longing, loss, love, lust, youth,
I mourn for the death of my erstwhile youth,
a time of innocence and naive bliss
which hid from me life's dark, unpleasant truth,
but now holds all the pleasures that I miss;
a time of handsome beauty, brawn, and thews,
as of a Greek god in his peerless prime,
like Heracles of fabled strength, sinews,
and might that's of renown from mythic time.
But, O Desire!...how do I most long for
your renewal of my now lovelorn life
for me with the young virgins of folklore,
whose maidenhead only can quench this strife!
Now in the fall of my increasing years,
I have lost youth, and love, as old age nears.
by Susan Ashley |
Categories:
jealousy, lust, passion, romantic love, sun,
We danced like dappled light through swaying trees
our golden embers stoked by panting breeze
in bed of canterbury red and phlox.
As lusty wooing coos did float through morn
love sounds of seventh heaven Sol did scorn;
with scents and flames of burning equinox,
our passion dimmed the jealous sun with ease.
Susan Ashley
June 24, 2018
~ First Place ~
Contest: Best Rhyming Poem April-July 15, 2018
Sponsor: John Hamilton
~ Fifth Place ~
Contest:End June 2018 Premiere
Sponsor: Brian Strand
*red canterbury bells* - symbolizes deep romantic love, passion
*phlox* - Latin from Greek: flame; a plant of glowing color
by Welsonn Goh |
Categories:
love, lust, universe,
Th’ night sky dyed a berryblue hue,
Beneath th olive river blackening,
Her breath rich with grape nectar,
Her hair a nebula of lime & pumpkin.
Orange peels by th curbside,
Yellow pulp by th curbside,
Old Greek sidewalk lemonade.
Rose apples sitting with th china pear,
Sweet lust littering her secret ivy thoroughfare;
Moonlight pink upon her blushing bosom,
Th Universe in trapped in her ocular dew,
Cosmic sailors lost in her white coconut ocean,
Pleas forgotten as she raptured through.
Lead her not to temptation,
For she has found it herself;
This is th Love Fruition.
by Jennifer Proxenos |
Categories:
love,
Agape, love, what a beautiful word, its origin Greek,
To me using this word is such a passionate feeling,
People too gilb with I love you, must come from the heart,
Must be a saying reflecting true courage,
Like being in church and saying your prayers,
A true inspiration to talk in Greek of Agape,
It is sacred to say ‘se agapo’ I love you in my home language,
When my husband proposed, whispering in my ear,
Se agapo Agape mou, I love you my love, healing to my soul!
The essence of Agape, marry me darling, Oh yes I will.
Entering The "Agape" contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh
Dated 18th 04/2021
by Marty Owens |
Categories:
love, nostalgia, son
Finally here!
Life had begun nine months before,
when a miracle took place in the womb.
No details, just one sperm fertilizing one egg.
Now to finally see light.
Big eyes staring at me.
Him wondering! Me wondering!
What are first thoughts?
Who can say but God?
Here, you hold him!
But he's awfully small.
So cute and almost bald.
So many wild roller coaster rides.
Who would have ever thought
that he would be the Greek God that he is today?
So chisled and fine.
Any model would be jealous.
College!
After that what??
Life's like that!
Did that happen yesterday?
Or has it really been twenty years?
by Panagiota Romios |
Categories:
love, sensual, travel,
Star Eyes
Something calming, something erotic,
Hot Sideritis tea in a gleaming teacup
That sings sweetly to me, of lands exotic.
Seeing all the other white villas in Greece,
Lying still on an angelic rug with you.
Listening to the great music of Vangelis!
Evermore,
Panagiota
*Sideritis is Greek mountain tea*
5/7/2019
7:45pm PST
by Panagiota Romios |
Categories:
cat, christmas,
Home Alone
Waiting next to our humble tree, Irene
wants me home.
To sing her Christmas Carols and ne’er
more to roam.
The tree is the perfect size, as she hides
behind it like a disguise.
Her orange toy lies, just to her right.
Irene, brave cat that you are, have no fright,
Mom hopes to be home by Christmas
Night!
But no Greek dancing this year, if you
please?
I don't want to break another thigh and
knee.
I love you cat-daughter of mine.
On Christmas morn, we will bask in
the warm, holiday sunshine!
**Poem by Panagiota
**Photography by Elena..will try to post
later
12/2/2021
by Panagiota Romios |
Categories:
celebration, happiness, how i feel,
~~~~~OPA~~~~~
This is the happiest day of my year!
At Saint Basil's Festival, in my heart.
You would see fireworks and hear the cheers.
Nothing can keep me from this Festival apart.
It's the kindness of Greeks, so sparkly of heart.
It's my home on this earth.
So though I will be not online this morning~
You , who support me, are going with me, no warning.
Of Greek pastries and food you will sup,
And even Retsina.. drink up, drink up.
Ah, the Frappes and music divine.
A few Greek circle dances, you will feel more than divine!
Love,
Panagiota
by J-Mag Guthrie |
Categories:
adventure, god, hero, love, myth, mythology,
clew
a thread
unraveled
it pulls me back
away from the scene
where I had done battle
other heroes are god-touched
their fathers' powers aiding them
sore and wounded ... I retrace my steps
the heartstring of my love will pull me through
by Mario De Paz |
Categories:
animal,
Tiny, little frogs
Bre-te-te-tex-co-ax-ax
Sing their call for love.
(The sound of frogs is taken and adapted from an ancient greek poem)
by Harry Horsman |
Categories:
Love and the Cook
I asked a simple question
need to know your suggestion
I know that you love me
I know I am your sweet pea
so what’s this indigestion?
Love and the Situation
Honey I think we are sinking
the tides coming in I am thinking
but then love is above all
did I hear a love bird call?
No it’s the sand in my eye winking.
Love and the Goddess
There was a girl from Philadelphia
who suffered from polydipsia
her lover’s advice she did seek
a holiday in ancient Greek
to drink the waters of Hestia.
© Harry J Horsman 2011
by John Williams |
Categories:
funny, love,
A handsome Greek with able physique
Met a middle-aged woman called Monique,
They were both emerging from a fixing clinique
Experts in plastic surgery technique,
Now they both don't look so antique.
by Clifford Villalon |
Categories:
culture, people, pride,
Oscans, Ligures and the Apuli as known
Ancient Greek, Samnitics, Sicanis and Celt
Indigenous tribes, one people with love grown
Capodanno Fiorentino o'er lands dwelt
Wine appellation of Sangiovese as shown
Wreaths and lanterns over folklores shine not welt
Carrara marbles as buttress of stronghold
With arts and culture, graced with norms of the bold
by Jimmi Canada |
Categories:
abortion, appreciation, memory, motivation, moving on, poets, teen love,
Itz,
cigar litany,
sun-glass villainy,
functional function-ability-
operating a pertinence undue to the mean-streak-
my man was a real porter but not so Greek-
hella' greedy like the weak,
hairy in ecstasy,
sternly speeding within his hoarse feet,
he'd leverage the wage against a narrowing bridge,
fitting neatly into scenes,
he'd soccer around his thing to bring out the majority of me.
by Anna-Marie Docherty |
Categories:
emotions, engagement, love, marriage, nature, romance, romantic,
Diamonds
Precious rock
Dazzling, delighting, dispersing
Allotrope of carbon, Unbreakable in ancient Greek
Igniting, Sparkling, Glistening
Characteristic lustre
Gemstone
by Victoria Anderson-Throop |
Categories:
education, growing up, love, men,
WOMEN...ADVICE FROM UNCLE TO NEPHEW
(based on a conversation of letters from a Greek uncle to nephew 460 AD)
Dear young man, if it's love you seek
Beware that you don’t seem too meek
A woman says she wants a man
Who will be kind --meet her demands
But men who try to please with smiles
Are not victorious in life's trials
Lift up your eyes and look around
The bold men rule the sky and ground
If you’re demure –you’re thought a freak
And women spread the word you’re weak
If you run scared or spurn a fight
You’ll find your bed an empty sight
by Panagiota Romios |
Categories:
beach, emotions, imagery, passion, poetess, poets, sun,
Would that this poet were in Greece!
Her heart enchanted on its sunlit sands.
Her lover, kissing her porcelain hands.
His eyes, deep, dark as Kalmata olives.
The homes, white, with bright, blue tops.
Her heart beating so loudly, fearing it may stop!
But as the sun sets, she is far calmer.
Her head on his chest, she hears its Greek beat.
Then in Hellenic peace ,falls asleep to it’s melodic treat.
Sappho and Homer, she felt reincarnated.
To pen of love was always her deepest desire!
Deceased ages ago, but love brought back
her pen’s desire!
Dedicated to James
Thank you, dear friend!
8/31/2022
by Arthur Vaso |
Categories:
creation, flower, grief, identity, introspection, passion, philosophy,
The Old Greek
love flowers
life
anger flares
grease fire
sunsets
flowers wilt
love love
hate hate
hypocrites
I am king
Perle Fine
my Queen
hells fire
summers here
by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories:
anger, magic, mythology,
If I be Witch; Enchantress, yes!
Hades own sweet Sorceress
My Siren's Song to him belongs
Medea, may I wear your dress?
By Spell or Charm, I mean no harm,
Your beating Heart is all I need
Oh, Circe's swine! Where is mine?
Must I pray to Hecate?
With Titan's wrath, as Heroes pass,
I shall capture one for me!
*I have an immense love for Greek mythology so this piece may be more difficult to understand if you are not familiar with the references. "Hecate" is pronounced "Heck-a-tee" and "Circe" is pronounced "Seer-see" or "Sir-see" :)
by Jennifer Proxenos |
Categories:
faith, religion,
IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, THE SON AND HOLY SPIRIT
Born and baptised in the Greek orthodox faith,
Often went to church with my dad at the Anglican
Church, kissed the Pope’s ring when he visited
The Convent, all the way from the Vatican,
Held a key in my heart and soul for all three of
These religions, that is how it was meant to be,
Decorative Rosaries, Christmas Carols that I love,
Hand painted Greek Icons , all destined to be, an
Integral, all-encompassing and faithful entire me!
by Beata Agustin |
Categories:
christian, faith, god, jesus, perspective, spiritual, truth,
Authority Supreme
Asserting that "I AM"
Affirmed as GOD and LORD
Assuring salvation
Around love, mercy, grace
Authenticating life
Against man-made god, Zeus...
Zealous king of thunder
Zoomed to gather the clouds
Zestfully controlling
Zodiac, yet indeed…
Zapped by great GOD*’s might
Zenith HIS compassion
Zeroing on true faith.
*1Timothy 1:17 Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever. Amen.
March 5, 2022
2nd place, "Greek Mythology" Pleiades Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 3/8/2022.
Edited on March 9, 2022, with the first stanza added.
by Regina Mcintosh |
Categories:
art, god, wisdom,
Almost alive with light
Always wise and vibrant
Assured of grace and love
After the whole heart smiles
Amazed with such kind hope
Approving of great peace
Ancient god of wisdom
Greek mythology Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Used Howmanysyllables.com
March 6, 2022
by John Monteblanco |
Categories:
confusion, loveme, old, me, old,
I'm fire and you're ice.
Saw your frozen heart, so I did what I do best- I set it on fire.
You told me you could drive no parent needed.
You told me we could be friends and never have to tell anybody.
You lied to me when you said you were twice my age, but at least now I know I'm not
dating a 28-year old woman.
How old are you? Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one?
You're eighteen with a body of a Greek goddess and lips as full as the night's moon.
I'm still young, but so are you. How is this going to work out?
Is this true love or the Cougar Effect?
John Monteblanco
Cougar Effect
by Jennifer Proxenos |
Categories:
love,
Oh Valentine, Oh Valentine,
Please won’t you be my Valentine,
I love you oh so very much,
I always hunger for your touch
I think about you all the time,
I know that one day you’ll be mine,
Friends say, you're pretty as a picture,
Of Greek and English you're a mixture,
I want to ask you to marry me,
To understand what you mean to me,
You are my everlasting destiny,
And bring me to the brink of ecstasy,
We’ll build a love nest in a tree,
Like the birds we’ll fly so free,
We’ll have one girl and a little boy,
Who’ll bring us so much fun and joy,
So Valentine, my Valentine,
Please be my own dear Valentine.
by Samuel O. E. D'Phoenix |
Categories:
africa, depression, emotions, grief, heartbroken, society,
She won’t tell me her name
But I could decipher the puzzle of her fame
Why she embraces politics with no blame
Yet, her reign is pain; as the rule of her game
She has seduced our kings
Creating selfishness in their inns
As she multiplies their gains
And propel us to ruins
This woman blindfolds all sense of innovations
Her honey-bond love leads to degradation
Hence, she distorts progression and gyrates at destructions
Thus, people call her the pleasure that destroys nations
Alas! Her name is corruption
But her actions I would call Delilah’s seduction
For she possesses Samson with her beautiful potion
She is the Greek gift of colonization