Saturday, April 4, 2015

The crew on shore

     

Sailor's ''Sirtaki Dance''

   Rotterdam… 
                       The crew on shore.
   Prostitutes, 
              drinks, dance and more.
   Full of sailors the Cabaret.
   They are thirsty, 
                last Port Bombay.

   A bunch of cops, 
                          about four,
   walked in beating 
                                 the door..
   The sailors made a lot 
                            of remarks
   and the finger was given 
                        by the Sparks.*                * Radio Operator



   Quickly put us all in jail..
   My mother would wait 
                     in vain for mail..
   Imprisonment ! 
                   I truly don’t mind…
   Prison and ship, 
                           two of a kind

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* Extract from "The Broken Mooring Line", an experiential
poetic work // page c   // 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


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