Taught by a Master

On the rocky
beach
of our Teserak
Seriphos
I walk

Alone
bruised and battered
many battles
most lost

But I am walking
I am walking

There are tears in my eyes –
eyes that have seen such beauty and
love –
eyes that are now blinded
even as I walk
even as I write
with tears

Seriphos
An island of such beauty
with such memories

Seriphos
Olive groves and
shooting stars
walks together on the waterfront

Seriphos
Lying together in our
teserak
under the boughs of the
silver-green olive trees
leaves rustling in the
light island breeze

In the distance
the sounds of lovers
laughing, talking

We lie under these silver-green
boughs
Fingers touching

But
walking alone
Remembering those times
as I walk this path

Brings such pleasure
but also such pain
As if my heart is being
eaten

As if
I am Prometheus
I didn’t bring fire
I brought love
Only to 2 people

And for this i am being punished
My heart torn to
shreds

Walking alone
Bruised
battered
No weapons
No armor
Naked

How will I survive
until my love returns
How

Helen
Persephanie
Penelope

I think of you
Only you
with each breath

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071912

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