Poems from lmelonakos
I wish I had the metaphors tolend description to the love of God.“A father throws his own son in front of a train…”What an inadequate...
I’ve been mountain climbing desperately;out of breath, building stairs of stones to nowhere,ebenezers to my neediness.Like Moses you gave...
I’m waiting:waiting for freedom, for a spectacular burst.I’ll know its appearing, though all I know now is the thirst.Just a distant echo...
It would be nice to live as if you don’t exist.My brain dislikes your constant presence- watching, waiting, staring with your big eyes -I...
The triumph of the meek will beLoud. Crowds of complex hearts pulledOut of dying chests, vests of steel thrown off, meltedDown and welded...