Agostoli-Greece

In the sky rides out the swallow
His silent sweep cuts clean
The cooling breeze of evening
In this artists calling dream

The flame of golden orange
Replaced as daytime sails
Out away from harbour
As vessel slowly trails

Without the glowing lamplight
Shadow captures my view
Removes it for the evening
To return with morning dew

The far off roar of engines
The call of distant horn
The bark of tethered mongrel
Subside as night is born

Nisaki house,Nisaki beach
Corfu
You still captivate me
The ice of the blue clear pool
The orange jewels spilling out
Citrus as we tore them
From the tree

Skin taut from the great
Warm caress of our constant voyeur
And we all laughed
Sat drank and ate
In the lush green garden
Our Eden
For two whole weeks
Paradise
We drank Greek nectar
We had a myriad of mezze
Colours that exploded
Vangough on the plate
And we baked in the heat
Hiding down by the shore when it was too hot
We set an inferno loose
And on it we fed
Sometimes sat quietly reading
As the children splashed
But the night exploded
White swords stabbing from the sky
The gods were cursing
White light again
But we didn’t cower from their assault
We climbed up to the highest
Vantage point
And watched
A challenge
Come come zeus god of the warrior
Bacchus goddess of the wine
And Neptune spat back at them his calm nature
Stirred
He smashed back at the stars

Green lush lands
Baking in the summer oven
Olive groves and tzasiki
Sun and sparkling seas
Tavern by candle all for ourselves
Greece the dream maker
Thank you
again