Thistles
The mist diffuses in the air,
white molecules disperse around,
perchance two singing solitaire
unseen are in the dark surround.
Along the path new buds have grown,
the foggy landscape to adorn,
and propagate with names unknown
mid thistles' purple bloom and thorn.
The olive trees array in lines
and nightly birds with squalls becrow
reminders of the gulls in brines
the seaward routes, so, forego.
Unspoken stand the trees in dark,
their silence is my honored guest,
two stars above me smile and spark,
complaisant to a void request.
© 05-18-2015, G. Venetopoulos, All Rights Reserved
(Iambic tetrameter)
Thistles
The mist diffuses in the air,
white molecules disperse around,
perchance two singing solitaire
unseen are in the dark surround.
Along the path new buds have grown,
the foggy landscape to adorn,
and propagate with names unknown
mid thistles' purple bloom and thorn.
The olive trees array in lines
and nightly birds with squalls becrow
reminders of the gulls in brines
the seaward routes, so, forego.
Unspoken stand the trees in dark,
their silence is my honored guest,
two stars above me smile and spark,
complaisant to a void request.
© 05-18-2015, G. Venetopoulos, All Rights Reserved
(Iambic tetrameter)
Thistles
