Confession to the stars

Confession to the stars 

      Reminiscing the ''Northern Crown''*                 *costelation 
          and the beauty of  the ''Southern Cross''*,      *an other costelation

          I write my memories down
          without the oppression of a boss,
          as in my youth was always around
          during my travels throughout the globe.


          Old now, I'm writting wearing a robe,
          inside a warm and safe house,
          while listening to music of Strauss….
          All that,  I could call it "temporary joy",
          because when I go to sleep, oh boy, 
          returns the nightmare of the sea,
          a sea that no one would like to see…

         ... as they saw the ocean in frenzy,
         swallowing their ship, the "J. McKenzie",
         all my friends who went with it,
         (neither the "S.O.S"* had time to transmit)                 *Save Our Souls

         Friends in which I had recently say goodbye,
         as two days before I had disembarked in Dubai....!
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* Extract from "The Broken Mooring Line", an experiential
poetic work // page c2 // e-mail: pmataragas@yahoo.com //
Texts and Narration: Odysseus Heavilayias - ROTTERDAM //
Language adjustments and text adaptation: Kellene G Safis - CHICAGO//
Digital adaptation and text editing: Cathy Rapakoulia Mataraga - PIRAEUS

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The Tales of a Greek Sailor