Living beneath the wind,
How easy it is not to reach for the stars.
But sleeping beneath the moon,
How can we not yearn?

Touched by infinity,
Where do we place the next step?
Conscious of eternity,
We must ever go on.

In all of this grandeur, I should feel so small.
Soaking it into every pore,
I wonder.

In all this variety, I must seem so dull.
Watching the intricacy,
I learn.

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Give me grace as a tree…
Give me power as the leaf…
And the friendship of the grass
If I fall.
I wouldn’t mind if I
Had the freedom of the sky,
And the warmth of the sunlight
On the earth.

Give me a song as the sea…
Play me music like the breeze…
And the comfort of the silence
Of the night.
I will not mind at all.
I will be one part of it all.
And rejoice at the splendour 
Of the ...

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Thank God, or St Giles anyway,

For Stoney Clouds.

You could be anywhere in the: Peaks, the counties, the Dales or the moors.

Jays give sudden alarm in coppice charms,

As people arrive, who should be indoors,

Locked down from our friends and family,

But luckily not the green of Stoney.

Stoney, an apt name for stoner youth,

Pot-plastered at the bench,

On the summ...

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To long for the tall and rounded neck

Of the swan overwintering.

To wind it round all snug and warm,

Tucked and sheltered under wing.

To see me through to daffodils,

When the long nights up and scarper.

But first the wind will undress trees 

And its bite will get much sharper 

For now the song has dimmed to still

And the sun just won’t stay put.

The air is g...

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Instead of inhaling 

doom and gloom, 

let’s take a walk

in the woods, 

play hide and seek 

among willow trees,

Feel the sun rejuvenate our soul, 

Become one with dirt and rain, 

bathe in the healing fluid from mother nature’s veins, 

petrichor,

just what the doctor ordered. 

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eight limbs lower so small and afraid,

a two limbed child chases your dance,

dragging their feet and fate to you,

but your step to a web is slow,

to small to catch the beat of their murder,

might they show mercy and turn it down?

for you to dance in silence.

[2020]

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How free, flows the raging river

How free, float the clouds

How free, sways the luscious grass

How free, stand trees so proud

How free, swirls the playful wind

How free, tides ebb and flow

How free, the sunlight bathes the earth

How free, wild flowers grow

How free, the stars prick night with gold

How free, the moon that shimmers

How free, roam creatures of ...

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There's 2 sticks

Give it A lot of friction

A slow building tension

Allow it some time It'll start, don't whine

See the little embers? 

all of the smoke?

Take a step back so you don't choke.

Give it room to breathe

Just watch, you'll see.

See, there's a little flame 

all you need is a little time and patience

You wouldn't want all that effort to be wasted.

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Ujjal Mandal,  India

Love the Nature,  I swear she must fall in love with you. 

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The smatterbog was tepid

Its fluesence slowly heaving

With every gentle billowing 

Of the lively tensile surface 

a fragrant wind was passed

making stealthy breezes

titillate leaves of dew

That shed their droplet treasures 

into the mouths of steaming crocs

as iridescent dragonflies danced 

amongst the reeds 

along the bogsome banks.

‘Twas then the spotted hoary...

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I recently stumbled upon a website which had the letters written by Vincent Van Gogh to his brother, family and friends. Completely absorbed I was lost to research for hours on end, compelled to learn more of this painters fascinating life story. Here is the resulting “found” poem which uses lines written by Van Gogh himself to describe his experiences, collated in a way which hopefully does justi...

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I always took the sky for granted

Never really cared about the stars

Stuck strictly to the daily round,

Women and booze and fast cars

Sunsets are for walking into with you

At last I see the magic in the sky

Sunsets are for walking into with you

How did sunsets ever escape my eye?

You taught me about love and nature

How they go hand in hand together

Giving lo...

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There once stood a chocolate tree, a bearer of desires. 

Its leaves melted when it inhaled passion.

Its fruits of fire

Set ablaze lands, verdant and barren.

Its bark was festooned in ribbons

Of rich gold and smooth caramel. 

Like Midas' touch, gluttony abundant,

The tree was nothing short of magical.

I basked in the shadow of the canopy

Atop the chocolate capped grass bl...

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Gazing at the sunrise, as a new day breaks the dawn,

bleary eyes fixate towards the distant edge of my lawn.

The speckled common foxglove, sturdy, strong and tall,

a spike of colour backdropped by a grey, dry stone wall.

Lost deep in absent minded daydream, I begin to think,

if foxes wore gloves would they be purple, white or pink?

Early birds catch worms for hungr...

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Our home, a pale blue dot in the vastness of universe's untouched beauty, a tiny, spherical world, afloat in a immensity of space and time. Here for a moment, and then we're leaving for the eternity. In the school of mortality we learn to acrobat over the abyss.
Alexis karpouzos

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Hoodoo

The hoodoos rested here a while

And turned to face the great Bow River

Rocks and pine trees at their backs

This family of albino giants

Wind hewn and born of the water

White wolves of the sedimentary

Standing on the Inuit trail

That led them from the turqoise tumult

Towering to Alberta skies

That shimmer in the August heat

These monoliths of time s...

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Not in reality
do I walk through this forrest
not in reality
do I hear these birds
or drink this cold water
of the morning leaves

I look up
and see the green sunlight
breaking through the concrete
finding me
in my little box

I wait here
patiently
until it takes me home

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The night has come and bright stars fill the sky  

Arranged in lines and shapes from side to side  

And gently light the things and men along  

Creating moving shadows on the streets.  

The quiet river flows under the bridge  

And smell of fish is coming with the wind  

While burbling water hits below the shore  

Where boats are waiting for a new day’s dawn.  

The...

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I sliced the sun into two

And looted shimmering bars of gold

Which lined her womb, 

Her beloved broods I stole. 

I plucked the sturdiest mountains, 

The choicest adornments on the face of the globe. 

All it took were my hands, raw and unrestrained, 

Their maimed rubbles now abuse those they adore.

I remember the sea that like Moses I parted

And the ocean floor ...

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The different shapes of white and hasty clouds

Are letting see the blue and shiny sky

Just here and there and only for a bit

To show the sun is up and lights the day.

We see the rocky mountains spread around

With green and scattered spots all over them

That are from lonely trees among the stones

Like spears raised from the forest to the top.

Few groups of houses s...

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Daffodils

As I walk my hour a day

A golden army line my way

Stood to attention tall and proud

Paraded together, a nodding crowd

Wild, strong and free they grow

Against stone walls and in hedgerow

Dancing and swaying in the breeze

Sheltering under the budding trees

A fanfare of trumpets, glowing bright

Dazzling rays in the spring sunlight

Elegant and ...

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Bluebell Woods

In the enchanted forest, far, far away

Rabbits dress in waistcoats and chat about their day

Fairies live in toadstools, deep in the wooded dell

They sing and dance to the chimes of the quivering bluebell

An Enid Blyton story, a fairy tale or dream

Or closer to the truth, than at first it would seem

Down in Bluebell Woods, which is not so far ...

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I wonder what happens

To the poorly drawn images

We keep abreast as children,

Sheltered inside our notebooks and their crinkly pages.

I envisage those pages accompanying

Balloons, bubbles and butterflies,

And the colors in them adorning

The sallow face of the sky.

I like to believe that my poorly chalked out blades of grass

Somehow appended the greenery on earth

Or th...

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Oh how I loved to go camping 
in a tent in the back yard,
in the campgrounds of the Smokies, 
on the coast of Nova Scotia, 
with the Dories in Grand Canyon, 
in the Everglades of Florida,
wherever the places may be. 

Each trip was different, with its own adventures 
that brought a kaleidoscope of images,
a patchwork of memories.
each memory vivid and distinct,
of different times and p...

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If there's one thing that we should love more, 
Which is there every day for us to adore,  
Around and round it has forever whirled. 
This our beautiful and natural world.

Love all of it's glorious features, 
And learn to love all living creatures. 
The plants and flowers of every colour 
Make our lives seem so much fuller.

The Sun shines down; it is always there, 
One thing that all ...

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Bury me in a blanket of wildflowers,

nutured by morning dew,

where lilacs perfume the air,

jasmine lights up the night,

wind and rain serenade gardenias,

delicate roses are protected by bushy thorns,

forget-me-nots bloom...

where dandelion wishes

brings me back to you.

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REGRETS 

I ran so fast on the path of life,

I forgot from where I had started,

I remembered something suddenly, luckily,

That’s when and why I retarded. 
 
A brook, I fled by had asked to meet,

If eyes weren’t lucky, just to soak my feet…

I never turned back, Salmons tried a lot,

The weeds and the reeds, my eyes never caught. 
 
A cuckoo wanted to share her sorrow,...

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On the beach bits were sharp with old shells

Sand dry as dust cushioned our feet

In  a rock pool we saw the starfish

I'd never seen anything so neat

I've often thought of that creature

Its wonderful colourful ways

Moving at its own pace, shimmering,

In a mysterious starfish haze

Soon we saw another, from a family of gems

We stared and discussed Nature's pride

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She's smart as a whip and shoots from the hip

She's calm in a crisis and clever

She's stronger than men and quick with a pen

She's wiser than Plato was ever

Forest Green. Forest Green, my sylvan lover

Take care not to get that one riled

She lives in the woods with all her goods

A creature of Nature, God's child

I was walking my dog on a day blunt with fog

When ...

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Nature's Breath

In those days;
when the shutdown came.
When mankind laid low;
and the money didn’t flow.

In those days,
nature took a breath.
Nature began to heal.
Nature felt relief.

In those days,
the poisons stopped.
The greed died,
and the rich man cursed.

In those days,
the birds sang.
The butterflies flew.
The bumblebee worked.

In those days,
the virus s...

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the fragrance of flowers 

gently touched 

by the cemetery breeze

celebrate the silence 

of life being released

the colors of nature

gather around 

that piece of earth

cradling every moment

of time since birth

dark figures fade out

with memories 

replaying in their heads

as the day ends, yet again

death is fed

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occult curriculum, whispers of the ancients, leave for letting out secrets
oil lamp kindling catching flames; shining begotten light from passerbys
in between classes, shifting penrose stairs lead into underlying framework on occasion
halls lined with rooks adjacent and curators searching for a select
rites of secret passageways proclaimed, karma to the dark is just a means to an end
time and...

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The seeker seeks, the searcher finds,

    The adventurer travels around his own mind.

The winds that blow and storms that shout, 

    and rock both tree and bush about.

The wanderer carries a burning torch,

    To light his way with no remorse.

No solice does a watcher find,

    when seeking troubles in his own mind.

Cold hearts grow, lone spirits become strong,

    and ...

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We come as passing visitors on the rimrock of this vast abyss,
awed by ancient desert rocks with ever-changing hues.
We marvel at these stones laid down in tepid seas
before the dawn bird flew,
grandeur timeless, yet so transient.

A raven races up from the canyon with joyful croak,
like a goblin fresh on vacation from his work in Hell.
He arcs above, then plunges deep into the chasm
with...

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A trestle table set with content and classical elements
places a coven with arenose intent in a safe space
their minds set on causing change—present occurences canvass Mandala by way of effect.
fascicle circuits blitz and singe might-have-beens
washing away strands emblazoned in ever apparentness
accommodating silver lining fringe wherein proper golden ratio leaves
their genus' plant matter ...

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Ten years old,

gigging frogs,

avoiding horny toads. 

Then a teen,

in search of the wizard,

playing pinball, drinking, smoking. 

On to adulthood,

pushing back when anyone 

crossed the line. 

Now, 

doing time

with this karma of mine.

Traveling brick roads

that lead to

nowhere particular. 

But, as long as there is 

music and poe...

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Not all men are your enemy

Not all women are your friend

Forget the wars of pink and blue

The earth is near its end

Raise your weapons to fight for green

Sow your seeds

Plants, Flowers and trees

Whilst humans are fighting the earth bleeds.

We cut down the trees

To write words for our books

We kill the animals

Skin and eat for our looks

Everyone is...

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in your essence I sense resplendence
could do no wrong by me, your personably impressioned defendant
your honor is what I strive for
it's why the day turns to night, sun and moon argue back and forth
fight about what's wrong and who's right, tug of war
light bends but doesn't break, shines through the prism, and is perceived in different waves

I met you once but my memory is starting to fa...

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rigorous exercise, training my mind
the center of my world, I give you my due diligence
love to watch me write by candle light, would you guide my hand and evoke my true penmanship

law of attraction, I cast it out, and ask around
I question myself, then take affirmative action
groundbreaking truths shatter walls, somebody hand me my protractor
searching the sea floor and tapping the well d...

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Matriarch butterfly, conduct conducive
mother gaia's demeanor echo.
as you move mountains

as she size your shoe, electrifying presence
you're so well grounded
heart fluttering, don't be disheartened.
trumpets erupting, as you walk the walk, my mind carry off as I'm wrapped in your minutiae

Shift the world, your tectonic occupancy lay rise to volumes of topographic novelties
distin...

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Poetry and creative writing by the philosopher and author, alexis karpouzos.

Actress : Martha mourouzi

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Poetry and creative writing by the philosopher and author, alexis karpouzos.

Actress : Martha mourouzi

alexis karpouzos on amazon

alexis karpouzos on Goodreads

alexis karpouzos on instagram

alexis karpouzos on twitter

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Alexis karpouzos poetry and creative writing.

Actress : Martha mourouzi

Alexis karpouzos on Amazon

Alexis karpouzos on Goodereads

alexis karpouzos on instagram

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memories taste

like snowflakes on my tongue

and melt in my soul

love remains

like ice on the garden pond

in the memory of water

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Looking up at the clouds so high

Watching colors stretch across the sky

As they combine and spread apart gracefully

An ever-changing work of art slowly slips by

As the sun first wakes

Golden hues are painted on the tips

I’m struck by the beauty

How lucky I am to be a witness

As the sun slowly dances across the sky

The image changes as clouds come and go

Feat...

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it’s 6:21 and when I look out my window from the corner of 29D, 

there’s a subtle hue of blood orange outlining what looks like the perimeter of 

a space

of sky

and a breeze of clouds, lighter than feathers, so thin, as if it forgot to carry the mist it was designed to pour tonight 

but that’s okay, because it found itself a new purpose:

your shrewd orange spirit is now perf...

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