Nick Lisgaris
Greek poet born in Kalimnos. using freedom and imagination to deconstruct language.Visit Author's Website
hills of bees and wine
in the bed of the grapevine I fall and I sleep together
by coincidence recollecting idols of visiting women
sexual tonalities of loving memory of broken leaves
grapes and wine and coloured limbs
seen as veins metaphors of spirals wants
intoxicated Dionysian measuring loneliness
of absent paths soft brown body sand-coloured
their secret or line of surf a fragrant touch
besieged as the [...]
dreams
Dream horses into the opium of sleep
an avalanche of motion
killed by the painted sky
back to you sarcokisses
i am falling from the clouds
wings shrouded in blue
the darkened sand of the breaking wave
eludes me revealing the boundless plain.
deeply immersed in your bed of linen
i am vanishing demolished
bodies skinned as epiphanies
until the great storms of nightmare
down the gentle [...]
in the land of lystrygones
modern castaway i am travelling with seven tourist virgins
to Ithaca the island of such Homeric fame
blind the storm winds blind the moist rain
blind also I am a naval Tiresias
from long life wasted in the lands of cyclops and lystrigones
returning sweet is my return before the dawn enters
sand is smooth hearing the sea absorbing all her [...]
when the crickets hasitate
Mystic
breaths
of sea-scent
a soft sand
fluttering
and the moon sinks
into the depths
of my hidden veins
If you see metaphors
to bloom like
a path into the mirror’s reflection
is my drops of blood
that crafts shining leaves
blossomed at night
when I close my eyes
as the wind blows away my mind
Gothic Souls
gothic angels live in the wind
their hearts empty in cathedral domes
with company of oblique curved devils
in a glass menagerie
with rosemary flowers on their hair
eyes of moon -glow of cursed opals
and bloodstones
untouched and pure emerald golden
passionless bodies ethereal of fallen angels
with mirages of rainbows
i write my next poem on their skin
rubbing their bones gently
their carnal fields [...]
Dreaming Hydra island
dream let me dream
the small sky that suddenly expands ..oh it expands to new sky sea like horizons
I give you only a glimpse..I am tired and i am ready to go to sleep to see the rest
like dreaming… in hydra isle to see the rest like dreaming………
going from kalimnos the sponge island
to Patmos the holy [...]
where albatross rise and dive
in the deep solitude of dream world
where scent of spring unmasks clouds
in the Aegean blue
where butterflies elliptical
fly into a serpentine stream of gold
with limitless steps to every climb
painting ethereal corral grounds
where sea Sirens sing Delphi oaths
seeking mirage of gods and goats
beyond the beauty to conceal
skin storm- driven passion play
of stone gaze [...]
Two Kores ( two girls)
you are veiling
my wind
pale voice still
of your unknown hill tops
movements and breezes
and summertime kisses
you stand and you hide your smile
your mona lisa pride
i touched your skin the other night
not by design just simple desire
in the white secret bay
my eyes have seen you lay
i paint your lines
in my trembling mind wishing your touch
and make you mine
the [...]
in the amniotic greek universe(streets,museums)
your glow has diminished in the eternal now
leaving behind a thin trail of darkness
that is more of a feel a smell in the night
and i barefoot i with my oracle kiss
with some thought of solitude without faith
that leads me outward to you like love
mystical and shy without any art of persuasion
a saint on my last [...]
eros anikaten mahan(cannot win eros)
like a forgotten work of art an ikon hang in a wall of flowers
left idle by time and social system in the open air monastery you are a
purified rose against my thorn of lust
corrupted by your beauty rituals
a stream of light you radiate
clothe me with grey looks of erotic eyes
shadow lips that have the taste [...]
