Flowerpot
A dried up flowerpot
gardenia hungers for moist
table cloth ripped by time
trickling slow creek
its menace to the four white walls
but how to still feelings
undulating penance and relief
when the cicadas a continuum
and the breeze not falter?
Aroma of freshly baked bread
conquers every inch of space
hungry gardenia
hovering dust
no remorse worry but for
poetic eloquence
Manolis Aligizakis 