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December 13, 1990

Happy Endings…

Filed under: Growing Up — Vasilios Theodorakis @ 6:00 pm

Sometimes, the heart swims in warming
Torrents of human good cheer.
So enlightened,
Filled to the brim of overflow,
It gags on a cascading smile – quite
Riddled in the pure delights of now.

Triggered by laughter and lemonade trophies,
The recline in observation is complete;
Diving in, one savours the flavour
Spontaneously scribed between souls.
Heads raised – we glimpse
Good wishes recorded in the chronicles of heaven.

Where scores are kept,
To moor our so’s…

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Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1990

January 15, 1990

Me? You? …Us.

Filed under: Growing Up — Vasilios Theodorakis @ 6:00 pm

I sit with friends
And talk; about Love, God and Politics.
But mostly about fears;
Our fears of inadequacy; of death; of money, testings, authority, good and evil.
I cannot blame anymore,
Fallacies and faults are as much my doing as others,
Especially if I remain inactive.
And so?
I gather, I organize, I distribute my thoughts.
For the era demands that each do what they can.
– Be strong. Laugh hard – for the weight is our own to ease.

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January 10, 1990

Three Parts – Daisy

Filed under: Growing Up — Vasilios Theodorakis @ 6:00 pm

Quiet…
Painted upon the air
Your petals glow with effervescent sound
And wink like compound eyes,
Designed to ruffle life’s silent tale…

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January 8, 1990

Three Parts – House

Filed under: Growing Up — Vasilios Theodorakis @ 6:00 pm

Drenched to the bone,
Your madness of demands,
Is killing my zest.
I bargain,
No longer able to love that which “needs”;
That which cannot separate the menial from the golden.

And thus, the stone filled statue stands.
Trapped in the place where love will never be!

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January 6, 1990

Three Parts – Responsibilities

Filed under: Growing Up — Vasilios Theodorakis @ 6:00 pm

I hang on with child like vision,
As shards of destruction are embedded in my brain.
How much longer can I hold the hope of innocence,
And not embrace escape and monetary fixation?

It seems, my grip is slipping.
I must fall and become… adult!

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December 25, 1989

Warmth

Filed under: Growing Up — Vasilios Theodorakis @ 6:00 pm

Warmth has no end when doubts simply die,
If depth is drawn out of wisdom’s own tree,
And sits upon high to teach us its way,
While syphoning pain, sadness and guilt.

Alone we must gain its glow beyond par,
Facing our heart’s, own pierced hole,
That bleeds sacred rain the world cannot see,
And beats in reversed fashions of love.

Then can we know that healing light works,
And through its own means touches the core,
By infinite hope that comforts the soul,
And helps us to form a measured out life.

Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1989

September 1, 1989

The Loss Of Love?

Filed under: Growing Up — Vasilios Theodorakis @ 6:00 pm

Remember this in times to come –
Love is not dead,
Nor too far gone.

For below the sheath, it lives but still.
Awaiting times,
Which cannot kill.

So, will it rise to cleanse our souls?
Caress our worries?
Save our goals?

Futile to think, thoughts like these –
As resurrection lies,
Through hands and dreams.

Not in waiting or wanting spells,
Which facade the love
Yet ring the bells.

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(Poem From 1989 – exact date of writing unknown)

August 23, 1989

What do I do with this God?

Filed under: Growing Up — Vasilios Theodorakis @ 6:00 pm

She seeks…
      Guidance through the Book;
      Wisdom in the sky;
      Refreshments from the twirly knob above the kitchen sink.
Then she waits…
      Knowing the solution will be revealed,
      For all God’s mechanistic creations
      Come with instructions and home delivery.
Thus…
      The only accessories one needs,
      Is the serious, yet cool hard word from a disintegrating human being
      Which she definitely qualifies as being.
And of course…
      A bit of ‘umph’ from the gentleman Himself.
      Then and only then is everything guaranteed to become
      Hunky Dory.

Unfortunately…
      It never quite works out that way.
      The Creator, it would seem, has an admirable sense of humour;
      Tossing someone else’s left overs into the solution stew,
      Just when its about to be served.
Yet…
      Even this complication does not phase her.
      She rises up,
      Takes it with a grain of sodium chloride replacement,
      And knuckles down to a few more hours of bartering.

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August 16, 1989

A Father’s Stand…

Filed under: Growing Up — Vasilios Theodorakis @ 6:00 pm

Melodrama rules…
It’s coarse lines, spun out in momentous speech!
Symbols in flowing parody
Touch on stereotypes,
Then formalize in dramatic assumptions,
And blackened extrapolations.

Such warmth… aahhh… drawn from the stills of Antarctic.
Such sweetness… oohhh… modeled on the taste of fermenting gall.
What could ‘top off’ such a script,
Rooted in a tangle of pain and unsatisfied expectations?
One thing I tell you… one thing… he said.
A silence, a withdrawal, an isolation ‘par excellence’.

And so it was…

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Copyright © Vasilios Theodorakis 1989
(Poem From 1989 – exact date of writing unknown)

June 1, 1989

Insight And Wisdom From Parents?

Filed under: Growing Up — Vasilios Theodorakis @ 6:00 pm

Wondrous things, left in the back of their minds;
Gathering dust and cobwebs while grinding life’s cog.
Sad, that so few of them draw from the Spring.
Instead, they pretend to know,
Fixing things up very nicely, thank you very much!
Especially since they haven’t a clue
As to what’s going on
Or how to deal with situations.

Its true – we all grow up,
Expectations are laid down in concrete – a distraction for sure.
“Adult, ah ha… mature, maybe… therefore wise?”
The problem is we all assume wisdom comes with age.
No wonder society stumbles around in a coma most of the time.
Why don’t we allow people to learn from their mistakes,
Accrue wisdom before children,
And then assume they can make useful decisions.

If we don’t, I’m sure we’ll continue to await
With “baited breaths”
For guidance to spring forth from the foetuses of the world.
So sift through what you’ve heard – but carefully.
Be still, and grab the gems as they’re laid out by artisans.
And above all – avoid spending an eternity wondering
Why that initial “wisdom” offered from the crib
Was so useless…

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(Exact date of writing unknown.)

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