Deep there-under

Deep there-under reminds me of diving at the coast of Karpathos Island.


Deep blue there-under.

She finds her life as stress
In continuous mode
without a brake she’d afford
caught in a verbal labyrinth
that reflects her state of mind
deep ambiguity within her
a manic depressive prison
while the poet is hammered
suffering’s a new dimension
yet he’ll not leave her
for her mom made him stay
midst a neon-green splash
of promise to see them right:
Selling off inheritances
living comfortably for a while
buy furs and jewels
having once lived through
an armed robbery in Jo’burg
traveling thru Israel
for personal healing.
compose poetry as a ritual
live in the subconscious
in the deep blue


.Blue Nites 15 Scan

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