Persephone Returns - a poem by Chris Zachariou

Hades and Persephone | Tatiana Barbesolle

The first day of spring—

purple hyacinths on the doorstep

bread and wine on our table.

Choices - A Poem by Chris Zachariou

Love Conquers All: Couple's Leap of Faith

In the beginning, our

situation seemed hopeless.

We were overwhelmed.

We duelled on it for days,

we argued over it for months.

What were the choices, we asked.

You Wanting Me and Me Wanting You | Cyprus Poems

A Young Woman Finding Solace in Books

The Sixties was a good time to be young

but you had barricades inside your head.

Alarm bells and sirens went off

every time you tried to cross the line.

Resisting all thoughts of impropriety

you fought me off with so much bravery

and all year long you wore a cross

of sainthood around your blushing neck.

Words - a poem by Chris Zachariou

An Angry Young Woman

Our only reality— words

their beauty the lovechild of minds alike.

Now a new world is dawning.
The mast that dared touch the sun

is broken and the yellow boat is leaking.

The street party - a poem by Chris Zachariou

loneliness in a crowded place

Tonight the street is so dark

that it seems it's nearly bright

and a lusty giggly moon

is crawling up the sky.

The muse has fled - a poem by Chris Zachariou

loss

Unhappy and betrayed

the butterfly has fled her shelter.

Now the humbled word smith

works late into the night

weaving words to write a song

but words do not come easy

and their rhymes no longer chime.

Oblivion at last - a poem by Chris Zachariou

oblivion

I've come back to you

but you are angry with me.

Hissing, spitting, screaming.

Don't send me away again

shelter me in your blackness.

Please save me from the voices.