Harbor
In the harbor salinity smells
of unfinished voyages
dreamy seagulls
argue for people’s garbage
silent moment hovers between
excited activity of myriad people
going doing yelling living and
your landlocked aching mind
longs for exotic locales
paradisiacal seabirds
abundance of food
no warring over crumbs of life
like in the harbor you always visit
hoping that you might start
an adventure to faraway lands
exquisite female bodies
as in your dreams
that salinity graces
with certain realism
Manolis 