Buy Genuine Diazepam Online When you’re out on your way to Mt Olympus,
let the road trip be a long one
full of wonder, full of autumn colors
full of yellow-green trees and mountain plains.
My friend Rena called yesterday,
She said,” It’s summer and I’m going away.”
I asked, “Do you think that’s right.
We won’t see each other for a fortnight?”
She responded, “I’m going to Skopelos.”
I queried, “Do you think that’s ophelos?
There, there are thousands of trees
But no breeze.
Spring sometimes visits us in Melbourne,
and pansies cannot tell the difference,
so it seems;
fountain waters flow unabated
of rocky spills.
Shadows in their solace
can have a room
a sofa, or nothing!
Can have water
a piece of bread
They are blasted
by “friendly bombs”!
You must never walk
behind me, for I may not
lead you the right way.
© Pipina D. Elles
Quo Vadis Sydney 2008
I first saw you,
by the sea shore…
Your white robe, soiled
made your face
There was a heavy
in the air,
that of a burial site!