Ακταιωρός

Ακταιωρός

Στη θάλασσα ξεμάκραιναν, τα σήμαντρα χτυπούσαν,
ο ήχος έφθινε μακρυά, της στεριανής γιορτής,
τα γλαροπούλια έκρωζαν καθώς ψηλά πετούσαν,
Χειμώνας ήταν τ' ουρανού, και έβρεχε στη γής.

Μαντήλια χαρετούσανε απάνω στα μπεντένια,
στο καφετί αντάριασμα του βρόχινου καιρού,
νεράιδες εχτενίζουνταν με ασημένια χτένια
στην άκρη ενός αλλόκοτου λειμώνα ισκιερού.

Μαυροντυμένη έστεκε, και μοναχή η κόρη
χρυσή καδένα φόραγε της αναδεξιμιάς,
με βιά ηχούσε ρυθμικά ο πρότονος στην πλώρη,
το λυκαυγές παντρεύτηκε, παιδί της ερημιάς.

Της καταιγίδας άγγελος, στου καϊκιού το δρόμο
στο διάβα στροβιλίζουνταν σε ξέφρενο ρυθμό·
η θάλασσα αναλόγισε τον πελαγίσιο νόμο
και πρόβαλε του Χάροντα η άδεια ακταιωρός.

Τα κέρινά τους πρόσωπα στης νύχτας την κορνίζα
εξαϋλώθηκαν αργά στο λιγοστό της φως
σ' εωθινή θα έφτασαν, ακτή μαύρη και γκρίζα
και πάλι ίσως γίνανε βροχή και ουρανός.

© 2016-05-29, G. Venetopoulos, All rights reserved
(Alternative lines of Iambic decapentasyllabic
/ Iambic heptameter verse)

The tango teacher

The tango teacher

The Tango teacher danced before
 his monolithic size,
a red dressed figure, tripping, thrilled
 his attitude and thought,
for none knew better than this femme
 to make the apple pies
his appetite so coveted
 and blurry thinking sought.

She moved around his bulkiness
 with brio and pizzazz
convincing him to dance with her
 a tango por amor,
a man of gallantry who learned
 its steps in Alcatraz
began to twirl with elegance
 upon the marble floor.

The apple pies were resting on
 the kitchen wooden board,
so, every time he started to
 express his loving quotes
she stuffed his mouth with tasteful chunks,
 he certainly adored,
and both gyrated in the air
 with donkeys, pigs and goats.

So, dancing carelessly, the man
 betrampled on her toes
while she was holding in her teeth
 a crimson Spanish rose.

2015/10/01
© G. Venetopoulos All rights reserved
(sonnet, Iambic heptameter)

Besought by honors

Besought by honors

Besought by honors dares the icy side,
the road, extending, separates the bold,
his challenge molds with mud and dignified
it integrates him in the mountain cold.

Above the limits race where speed defines
what preexisted on the drives and pikes
betrothing wraith among the trees consigns
and sacrificial power chords she strikes.

Therefore, the engine's striving wrath
unfolds trajectories of epic drive,
tangentially he dances on the path
his hands on steering wheel, the tempo thrive.

For e'er a man his destiny decodes
when challenged, impertinent he raves,
his intellect, upon demand, forebodes
the fates' engaging meet aside his grave.

His racing car, all limits underscores,
on slope releases its titanic torque,
ascending blue, amidst the nimbus soars,
awards the Dom champagne with sealed-off cork.

Intruding car, inside the foggy veil,
the engine's turbocharger breathes,
the top-performing driver cannot fail
as glory turns mechanical and wreathes!

It's after midnight and the slope's romance
redeems red droplets on his uniform,
his reckless smile outgoes the ambulance
since ten p.m. besought and killed in storm.

2013-08-02,2016-05-03,
© Georgios Venetopoulos, All rights reserved

(Iambic pentameter, Epic)