Treasure Island

Yannis Voultos

(Athens)

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Dream


I am sleeping
With the door open
In the sea
The indescribable.
A beauty
Much wilder
Even than the words of then.
Across
A span
To the island of eyeless poets

And I see
The poems
The ones of a tomb
Written in my mind
By the hands
Of the suicide

Submitted: Friday, May 15, 2009
Edited: Monday, December 05, 2011

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  • Lyn Paul (12/28/2013 6:44:00 PM)

    Hello Yannis congrats for making Poem of The Day, I enjoyed this and whilst reading it could see a painted picture of this dream, thought provoking words. Thank you (Report) Reply

  • Alistair Graham (12/28/2013 8:01:00 AM)

    Shall I Continue


    To continue as I am will surely add
    to the column inches in the Belfast Telegraph

    To change what I am would perhaps finish me
    I cannot go back and there is nothing ahead of me

    limbo has been removed

    I can destroy what I am on my own terms
    or be destroyed a little at a time

    I can rage in the hope that the dog below
    will be the last echo in the streets

    I think I should take myself for a walk (Report) Reply

  • Paul Brookes (12/28/2013 3:13:00 AM)

    Sorry to dampen the love fest for this poem but it was more like the ravings of a deluded mind. No rhythm or timing just a bunch of random thoughts, not just free form, just no form. Discipline is the first rule of poetry. The placement of words can be random if they make sense this doesn't, this is just bad, if I dare use the word in this context, poetry! ! !
    May be use a little thought when you pen the next one how it got to be a poem of the day I'll never know. yours Mr Blunt (Report) Reply

  • Anjali Sinha (5/23/2009 3:55:00 AM)

    what a dream
    to be written by the hands of
    suicide
    this poem has great depth
    lovely! ! ! (Report) Reply

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