Time has eclipsed everything.
When I seek the sun.
Summoned by an abstruse breeze.
One wonderwork revealed.
Let a lullaby lead you to doom.
Collected poems of Sotirios Nicholas Vakakas Gordon (also known as Nick). Themes include: the beauty of nature, mystical experiences, phantasmagorical revelries and comforting ways to reach an enchanted forest.
Thursday, December 22, 2022
Monday, August 29, 2022
A long fall
A long fall.
Into days unknown.
Summer is ready for departure.
Halcyon hours cannot remain.
Bring us your fragrant dreams.
Into days unknown.
Summer is ready for departure.
Halcyon hours cannot remain.
Bring us your fragrant dreams.
This cold silence
This cold silence.
When the world is away.
Attempts to repair our maladies.
A road adorned with uncertainties.
Will fate be kind?
When the world is away.
Attempts to repair our maladies.
A road adorned with uncertainties.
Will fate be kind?
Time
Time has a plan.
While we sleep.
Eventual mastery over self.
Return to places you once knew.
Empty like the night.
While we sleep.
Eventual mastery over self.
Return to places you once knew.
Empty like the night.
Saturday, May 7, 2022
Interpretations of War
Under trees, I answer the call.
Follow a mountainside to your unearthly presence.
Stars ablaze when sorrow departs.
Cold silence dismantled by chaos.
Sadistic interpretations of war.
Follow a mountainside to your unearthly presence.
Stars ablaze when sorrow departs.
Cold silence dismantled by chaos.
Sadistic interpretations of war.
Sun sets and I am alone...
Sun sets and I am alone.
You ride the waves to enchanted islands.
Vultures await a dreadful outcome.
Bells ring far away.
Sensing a miraculous dawn.
You ride the waves to enchanted islands.
Vultures await a dreadful outcome.
Bells ring far away.
Sensing a miraculous dawn.
This is a wound...
This is a wound.
You have injured me greatly.
Wolves surround the fortress.
Doom forthcoming as day breaks.
Hoping for hope to triumph.
You have injured me greatly.
Wolves surround the fortress.
Doom forthcoming as day breaks.
Hoping for hope to triumph.
Monday, January 31, 2022
The sun sleeps silently...
The sun sleeps silently
Upon a horizon tinted turquoise.
Lament your fate no more.
She asked the ocean to bring
Only days of silver.
Upon a horizon tinted turquoise.
Lament your fate no more.
She asked the ocean to bring
Only days of silver.
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