A Word from the Moribund

A Word from the Moribund

(C) Ted Kouretas 2018

Beautiful day

Got away again

Even the salty sea smell of a cool Mediterranean June morning

can’t help these aching overused joints

Tombs

That’s the only sure thing in life

From Pharaohs

Greek gods

Some bigger, some smaller

But tombs are the only sure thing in life

No havens for them

Even the oligarchs won’t breathe or dream in them

She walks ahead of me

Patient yet frustrated

The humidity blinds me

The heat on my shoulders renders me slower

I never liked the heat

Now I loathe the sun

I look for clouds

I look for shade

Taxes paid

Worries gone

If I were 40 now, I’d……

Fucking cherries from the sky

Alas, it’s no use

Little boys and littler girls

The wind hitting their backs

The stamina

As they run here and jump there

I exist as a body

As space taken

Full of wisdom

Intact

Compact

Wisdom tells me I’m evaporating

Being sucked up

Even if I drink 2 litres of water a day

She’s back with our snacks

On nice chairs we sit

Big umbrellas

Red bikini with little material on her hairless body

She says something and I smile, feign understanding

I’m a pathetic old fool

Smiling like a child with a yellow lollipop

I look at even younger women than her

She notices and feels bad

I continue punishing the beautiful young woman that loves me

Because I’m an old creep

With no morals

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Once in a While, When I Believe in God 

Miracles once trite

Fortunes forgotten 

Tundra’s melting 

Yet you need your dreams

Your oases in the panic

———— 

Sight and fury

Blood and seals 

Hell hath no harmony

Bareboned our soul walks

———— 

Take on the burden

Heal the pain

Dry her tear

Take her away

You gotta believe

It’ll come someday

You gotta believe 

Beyond the frozen rain

———– 

Love at first sight repels

Quells 

Muddies the toiled ground

Emits murderous rage

Hardens the heart

———— 

How else can I bear the pain

Lick her tears away

She’s off

High and away

You gotta believe 

Believe in miracles 

In love

In you 

You and her

Together

You gotta believe you’ll be together

There’s no other way

It heals the pain 

———— 

Through the dark forest

Your hate subsides 

You kneel

Arms reaching for the sky

You quell the pain 

Beyond the frozen rain 

You go longer need to believe in miracles 

For you are 

Finally 

In your miracle 

The miracle of love

That separates night and day 

The word I use once in a while 

When fleetingly believing in a God of some sort
Copyright Ted Kouretas 2016

Droplets of Sanity 

From “A Fine Line “

Feigned death has curious company

All with ice cream cones

And green tea sorbet on them

————

Feigned life is quite different

Everyone’s there

From waking up

To falling asleep

You see them

All the dumb

Naive, iignorant perhaps

They go about their routine

Their chores

Responsibilities

Then you realise

Suddenly sadly

That you’re one of them

Part of the tribe of stupid

And you panic

Take a pill

Rest

And build up your strength

To become dumb again

Copyright Ted Kouretas 2016

Elsewhere

From “A Fine Line”

Elsewhere they are sick

Ill and depraved

Deprived of any comfort

At war

Dead, moribund

Or worse, ignorant

They are faint of heart

Poor

Starving

Famished, and not only for food

Elsewhere they lay dead in the snow

They kiss first cousins

They kill and mame

Rape, pillage, stab

They wound each other

Infinitely

Indefinitely

There’s to be no healing inside

Ever

Elsewhere

Elsewhere, somewhere far off, I see flowers

They bloom in a garden

I see marshy dales near the Irish coast

Elsewhere desert sunsets

Elsewhere sunny beaches

Colourful ocean floors

Rain forests

I see love

Oh, pure love

I see it

Sigh

And die

Copyright Ted Kouretas 2008