Personal expression…scoring high in the list of things you “sacrifice” in the rush of life. And like a volcano, it comes the day when emotions leak out, inspiration blows your mind and you start writing prose, poems, inspired posts or you paint, you start a blog etc.
A good friend and colleague of mine, Stella, mother of two little sweethearts, shared with me and the visitors of the blog, one of her poems. It goes untitled, as she prefers:
Ψάχνοντας λίγο νερό
-νε”ρ”ό όπως έ”ρ”ωτας-
“Δρόσισε τις πληγές σου”,
μου φώναζε μια μουσική.
Έσκυψα από πάνω
και σηκώθηκα κάποιες δεκαετίες γηραιότερη. Τώρα έχω δυο μικρές γροθιές,
μια πονεμένη πλάτη
και ένα παράθυρο
που βγάζει στον ακάλυπτο.
Very powerful symbolism, narrating a whole life in a few lines with a touch of down-to-earth optimism.
Didn’t know that side of you Stella, although I should have guessed it… Very honored you shared it here…Things that matter, indeed!
Like this, I open the #publishmypoem_challenge! Irene, you are next! Dare it!