Παρασκευή, 18 Μαρτίου 2016

The morning trip

The poem of the morning
came early to light

It took its words
and it began to travel

Dreamy is its course to
the sea of love

Because are infinite the emotions
that its writing joins

And unexpected are
the images of its reality

Until the morning poem
turns to sound of human lips
and poetry breathes again

To avoid ending the journey
to the emotional sea
of friends who now are reading it

Yannis Politopoulos

4 σχόλια:

Bob Bushell είπε...

I LOVE THE POEM, IT IS ALL FITS TOGETHER, CHEERS YANNIS.

dianne είπε...

A beautiful poem dear Yannis. I love the anticipation of the morning and the hope that the day will be filled with happiness and perhaps love.
Happy Sunday to you and Vania.
xoxoxo ♡

Al είπε...

Poetry is all about being experienced - very nice poem, Yannis. Have a wonderful week ahead!

Linda είπε...

Wonderful poem, Yannis!