Treasure Island

Philios Sazeides


Pirate Smile


A circle on a woman’s face
Riding on the mountains of the soul
The sun is even brighter
On the ships sails

Pirates are looking no further
For that extra gold
They seize the day under a tree
While drinking a glass of “life”

Getting inside an eagle’s nest
Gentle and wise as they are
Being afraid of what might come
An eagle’s huge nasty hands

A warm hug as they are,
Falling down the cliff
A parachute with tons of holes
Turns new from tree leaves

Nature will flourish again
Give us back what we need
My dear warriors of peace
Don’t be afraid the missing piece

A wonderful picture with balloons
Kids running on water
With open arms and hearts
To launch into Niagara falls

Submitted: Saturday, March 22, 2014
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