Κυριακή, Φεβρουαρίου 16

3:55 μ.μ.


Sailor in distress

Ships destination 
Port of Saint John.
The crew in tension,
I asked, what is going on.


Came, warning report,
a hurricane,
right on our course.
Oh, not again...!


Waves like mountains, battered
the ship all over,
soon, the rudder shattered,
and engine out of order.


Probably my prayer
must have been heard,
because like a miracle,
I am not dead.
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* Extract from "The Broken Mooring Line", an experiential
poetic work // page c // e-mail: pmataragas@yahoo.com //
Texts and Narration: Odysseus Heavilayias - ROTTERDAM //
Language adjustments and text adaptation: Kellene G Safis - CHICAGO//
Digital adaptation and text editing: Cathy Rapakoulia Mataraga - PIRAEUS

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