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Skopelos and Virgin
-by Skorda
when first you see it
across the water,
rising round and new above the mountain.
Open your mouth and swallow
while youth holds its roundness near,
and you are running fearless in the dark.
Hold it inside, it is still warm
and you will need its light,
there, inside you.
Down the road of time, somewhere
after you’ve aged, traveled,
Explored, discovered.
And the dust around your doorway
has been pounded hard and smooth under your feet.
When you find yourself growing weary and bored,
when your eyes see only ruins,
and your heart is empty.
You may believe, in your exhaustion,
that this is truth, at last.
That the mystery has unraveled,
leaving no wilderness to explore or tame.
All secrets have been shared,
the frontier has dissolved.
Know then, with these thoughts,
you have been swallowed.
The warm belly of the beast
comforts with confining darkness
and lulls with rhythmic sounds
Murmuring to you,
Curl up and sleep,
just go to sleep.
Shake your head,
stretch your legs,
do not sleep now.
Remember what you know.
You swallowed the moon,
you hold it inside you.
Not as a magpie hoarding shiny things,
or wearing the moon for beauty
or bartering the moon for wealth.
You swallowed the moon for this moment.
When you will walk to the water’s edge,
open your mouth, release the moon
and let its light build you a pathway
across the wine dark sea.
©Skorda 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
wolflight
The fall of darkness
when colors lose their hue,
all is soft gray.
A moment's stillness.
Focus fades,
the night feeders gather.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
what's true
I watched you run the gauntlet
with such grace, nothing touched you.
The rubber band man in some short alley
is bending over backwards , begging you stop, to look, to maybe press yourself right up against the wall and kiss him
But no, you pass on by without a glance
With such finesse, such beauty.
The tormentors put down their sticks, shut their mouths,
and scatter rose petals in your path.
©Skorda 2008
-for hannah lee
what's true
Ta Phota
EarthQuake in Greece
January 6, 2008
-6.5 Richter
-7:14 AM Sunday morning
-seismic center was around the area of Leonidio Peloponissos about 150 km S by SW
-No major Damages reported since seismic activity was 70 km below ground; no Damages in Athens
-No major aftershocks expected
felt all over Greece and parts of Southern Italy
-The sea around Leonidio turned red due to massive amounts of mud that eminated from the underground activity.
of Athens.
Ta Phota
Twelve days passed
Chill gray morning, scented with basil,
The priest walks from the church, smiling
villagers follow, gather at sea's edge.
Young men, hope in their hearts, eyes shining
run down the hill to the shore.
Who will be the strong, the quick, the chosen
the holder of this cross?
With a prayer the priest lifts his hands.
This is Christ, now in the sea.
One, two and then the dive.
Salty water, cold and dark.
Hands grasping and rocks and sand.
One hand closes over the treasure.
Victory! O blessed day!
The earth shakes in reply.
-skorda
Thursday, January 3, 2008
2008
The past year just sort of slithered off. I wasn’t able to be home to adhere to the usual traditions, superstitions, etc. No resolutions, no promises to self. Coming home on the train tonight I started thinking about the past year. I tried to think sweet things, but endied up focused on things I do not like and would rather not see, do watch, consume or have continue in the New Year.in this coming year:
Skorda Cranky New Year
Spare me please the status cars, lusty drunks with fat cigars
Internet thieves just waiting to hack
The guy who bends over and shows me his crack
No two minute fucks, no new Starbucks, Rhinestone cellphones? Nada
No big mouthed Rush, fake friends who gush, no skinny girls in in Prada
No neocons or mafia dons, big houses with gates that scream wealth
No people who push, that idiot Bush, or wars begun in stealth
Keep me from bullies and people who fight
Small closed minds, the religious rightt
No biased Fox news or celebrity phonies,
Crooked politicians and all of their cronies
No shows about prisons or Dr Phil
Cyberspace scumbags or children who kill
Stars who dance, that faked wide stance, hybrid dogs in cases
Politicos who choose to lie to cover all their bases.
No sushi that’s old, no coffee that’s cold,
Or food in the fridge all covered with mold
No e.coli or bad microbes
No hateful speaking homophobes
No rich getting richer and still wanting more
Begrudging the pittance that goes to the poor
No giant fake boobs,
shaved stubbly pubes
or piercings in places that always stay sore.
-skorda
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