quote of the day

"Since I am bent anyway, I might as well pick something up"
cannot remember the author but love him anyway for what he said

if

and if some sort of storm
or is somebody will demolish
the tower that I've build for many years
brick by brick that I sealed with my sweat
will I stand there and cry and try hard to forget?
or will I move some other place
under the sun and start to gather elements
and strength to build again?
will I relearn to build my happiness again?
and if I cannot move
will I become a dinosaur somehow
forgot by the global extinction?
or will I learn to fly, to swim,
and to go fish, reborn again
to dream a different dream
and walk a different road.
and some will doubt
not sure if it's a new road
or is the same old one I always walked.

teach me

I come to you as often as a can
and I admit it is rather rare
I make it to the shore
but when you greet me with a sea fan
I know I will stay here
glad to talk with the best teacher
about the lessons needed for a life plan
and you will teach me about patience
about persistence and resilience
about the need to storm at times
to get above the ground of laziness and lies
the waves, the wind the salt
that impregnates whatever come to close
they all have a few words to tell:
that I belong once I am there.

loop

loop, loop, loop
get me out of the loop
let me rise
and see what's outside
the loop
let me see what I can see
if I go fast enough
to rise
above the loop.

my mom and dad and sister

my mom is very good not for hellos or good byes (but for taking care of me).

Mom and Dad

in her arms
is always warm,
in her eyes
a ray of sun
just for me,
always for me
because she
is my mom
and I am her son

his arms
will always try
to lift me up
his voice
will always cheer
for my team
as long as I play fair
I know he'll be there
and if I am wrong
he'll steer me strong
show me a way
that I can take,
things I can do
to make him proud
I know he's glad
to be my Dad.

the morning after

After the darkest night
the sun still raises
to shine its light
upon us and it amazes
to realize the earth still spins
the center of the universe has moved
outside us from within us
somewhere where the tears have dried.
off balance for a while we've been
the world was shaken for a moment
under fear but it has reached agreement
with itself that it must spin, spin, spin.

black day

there are some days no one expects
and everybody hopes could be sent back
when the deep values one respects
are violated and the day turns black

the sky is bleak, there is hardly any light
that one can see but the faint shadows
of white pigeons raising through the clouds
amids the flurries dancing in the night

the box of colors has been emptied
the jukebox does not dare to play a song
the only feeling one can bring along
is grief for many young souls will be missed.

if none of us has such a power to revert
to previous days when things were right
then all of us somehow should fight
for a gun free life, to keep the kids unhurt.
(a gun-less fight, to keep the kids unhurt)

simple additions

music adds
rhythm to my day
speed to my steps
joy to my brain

colors add
ideas to brighten my day
mess on my pad
but they sure make me gay

the words I read
add wisdom to my thoughts
the means to connect with a friend
and to life goals

what you add
is something I did not know I miss
what you add to my life
is pure bliss.

the owner of a corner grocery store

he build confidence in the city
in his small way - trusting the people
letting them touch and choose
fresh vegetables and fruits

since he opened the corner grocery store
many years passed, and dust sat
on the shelves; people almost forgot
that he was the first to show such trust

then the storm came over his white head
it took off the roof, but left the walls up
to stand witness to its passage, not let us forget.
but we learned to accept.

and then he decided, and he quietly went
after the stormed passed
and we had learned to accept
what happened happened and what is left is to stand.

the flood washed away many things
and many paths of the past did not last
but he has left his mark
on the heart of the city

even though we know very well that he's gone
and they teared down the walls of the grocery store
there is still a fresh smell in that corner
and one wonders, perhaps he's still there

coffee time

photo credits Vassilis Caravitis

photo credits Michele Berti



you should greet with respect these people
like the pebbles, the stones, and their canes
they seem to have always been there
the traffic is barely noticeable,
even negligeable because of its speed
which leads to short life despite of the noise

Once time passed slowly by and decided
to stop and look at their faces
playfully carve perhaps a few wrinkles
while they would eat their mezedes.
But they looked back to him so innocently
and so unafraid that he stayed to sip from their coffees.

quote of the day

To have a brother or a sister is to have a blessing.
It is to have somebody, somewhere for you, despite of all differences. It is perhaps the first presentation of the concept of "we" instead of "I". Strength and endearment. It means to have somebody with an incredible capacity of forgiveness for you. And love. for granted, from birth. It only needs so little care.Little drops adding to make an ocean.

come and go

come and go into my life
through the windows
that I have left open
but the winds that will bring you
I cannot control as much as
other knocks at the door

the door I cannot control
there is always somebody there
with a key and they won't give it to me
I do not know what they are guarding
and how but most time I do feel free
and most times they will let you come in to me;

I do not know who they are, and their rights
I guess they work for the landlords
and they want to decide when you have to go
and when you can come back
and you have to convince them
but I do not know of what.