The devil left his stick outside my door
the black Asparagus of Satan
I picked it up and looked at it
then turned a shouted, something for you Ian

He came to the door
then fell on the floor
****** dead
brown bread

That's what gave me the idea
that I should never fear
dark Asparagus
the Devils stick

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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When the asparagus stalks walked
straight out the fields of snow
I knew there was no tomorrow
and my life was in utter sorrow

I heard the trumpets call
saw the stairway open wide
and I betrayed the sword
for I looked with eyes by the side

God I will miss their green
those ones that went well
with roast potatoes and others
especially when cooked by mother

But I will wait as they go
and hope they walk slow
for I will pluck them up
and a cooking I will go

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

She was sitting by the crystal fountain
with thunder on her face
and the tears in her eyes
were from the crushing reality
for he was gone
just his last letter and dog tags

She dropped his letter into the water
never would she hold another
did she think he would go
not as the crystal fountain flowed
with tags in hand she fell to her knees
and she seeped painful tears

Never love a warrior
for most don't live that long
and she has faced up
that he is really gone
bitterly she cried
never love a warrior

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Through the trees now hollow and sullen
winds reap cold their steel ventures
and as some hide from the cold storm to come
others will brave it, with pleasure

Making scallywag's run of mortal sins
for the dread is upon them
and it's darkness cloaked
will show how to continue

Door to door will it go
searching for the unbelievers
and if windows are open
it will find it's way in to you

Within tattered hearts
that are far apart
there is a hex
that it is keeping

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

As the bite of early frost
makes the fall of foliage
birdsong starts later
plants retreat into ground

Those early mornings
when foxes are barking
carpets of gold and reds
have matronly with cool mists

You will see me there
ankle deep in it's beauty
brushing winters cheek
loving her forever more

The moon is full
and at midnight
she calls me
to the woodland


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


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The morning mist danced around her delicate feet
as she inhaled summers crisp cool air and smiled
for she knew she was halfway to paradise
and no more tears would be shed by her

She looked back singing in distant prayers
as the home she has left started to fade
inside her lonely mansion laid her body still
her twilight life waved in lamented goodbyes

No more would she bless this world
for her tranquil new world was calling
she reached her arms up to the heavens
and the heavens took her with open arms

Now always she would be embraced by love
no more sadness would she have to endure
she would live in love and kindness
not just for a lifetime, but for ever more

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I burn inside, the flames leap
they break through my heart
and leave it in cinders
as you did me, for the love of you

I will not take this unkind retributions lightly
you're laughter kicks me in the gut
so I fold space divine
I'm going back in time

I'm taking you back to the 25th century
where I was conceived
here you will live a life bringer
for you are still able to bleed

We will take the essence of mankind
we will put them into tubes
and the life's you do give
will be brought back in human hues

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

In the cauldron of my mind, things start to cook
thoughts bubble up from within versed feelings
popping to the surface in a liquid form
then solidifies from hand to pen then keyboard

I am starting to take myself seriously
you know, wanting to show I really can
having faith in your calling
knowing and showing I really care

Art to me is to never hold back
let it burn inside you
then when you get to boiling point
share what makes you, you

Vanity of body has taken second place
to vanity of the mind

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

At the entrance of the hive I stand wings folded
for I am this morning a sentinel for my queen
and only by my death will my enemies pass

Others have come to join me this morning
some waving wings to and thro
warming up to take flight

Lucky ******* off on their foraging missions
and me left here to protect the hive
my luck, you would not give it credence

My word that sun is hot
oh well I'd better flutter my wings
cool the hive and today go nowhere

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You can only see her in moonlights kind glow
her frame as delicate as a late spring rose
purity is her second name, I know her as that
from her kind heart I can never be detached

To have her close to me
to smell her womanly odour
for her to smell my love
all over my body

To lick the sweat salty
from her slender neck
and in the secret room
find each others delight

How much I would accomplish
just for the love of her
how much she is
of diamonds and stars

By Christosa Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She stands in the watch tower
waiting for the one she loves
every morning to evening she spy's
with wanton tears in her eyes
and with trembling lips
she whispers, come love back to me

She feels like a widow
so married to loneliness
she has even forgotten
what it was liked to be kissed
so she cries oh she cries
in the tower of sorrow so high


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You are my crystal fountain
I bathe in your healing waters
you have made my life full of sunshine
I embrace your kindness and holy ways

My garden blooms all because of you
I hold my ear to your slender frame
I hear the life within you
and all I can do now is smile

My heart is full to the brim
for all that I love about you
forever I will be tender
all for the love of you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

These intense feelings flowing over me
what on Earth am I to be
a thorn in the side of humanity
or a truth seeker peace keeper

Oh no here it comes again
they start to hurt me inside
these intense feelings
they open my mind to the dream worlds

I can not shut them out
I don't think I want to any more
let these feelings take me
to their realms forever more


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Touch the shimmering light that falls through my windows
feel the warmth of another day of living fearless ways
make substance to your life
no matter where you are

Trust in better days around the corner
like it was a candy shop up your street
come on lets run to it now
get your boots on and beat those feet

Take my hand for if you want we can fly
just think of crickets in a cool meadow
listen to them rasping away
lets fly on this cool end of day

Beyond will alone, you have to have faith
faith in loved ones, faith in friends
faith in someone that when you falter
will pick your **** back up again

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Let love surround me in petals and stars
let them see the light in me
we mean no harm to human kind
all we want is peace on earth

I have seen distractions for too many years
what is the worth of living in lies
oh I pity what you have become
come may,come what might come

Stand fast he tells us
and we do not question faith
for he is love
the light of grace

So I will stand in this barren land
as water hides in deep wells
but by his word
I sing Noel

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

When time calls I will be ready
I will face my maker
and I will plead my case

If my lord rejects me
I will drift forever more
in the twilight of space

I have tried to be good and kind
yet have my ways been pure
I wonder how good I have been

When time calls me to account
I will show my actions
and hope he welcomes me with open arms

There is not much more I can do
for I have lived in the hearts of the kind
that is all I have tried to do

Be kind to me my lord
forgive my indecisions
for midnight comes soon

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We will keep the banner flying
no matter our broken emotions
we will dream and save the world
from it's sad suffering end

This will be the end of me
but I am content to end this way
for sacrifice is my code and conduct
looking over you is all we could do

Now it is time to say goodbye
I don't want you to cry
for I will have my wings back
and will again be able to fly

So shed no tears
for this was meant to be
glory banner held high
all in the love of thee

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris



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Courage and faith pushes me further
it's scary yet pretty cool to feel this way
it's like a roller coaster ride that never ends
where the tracks end that all depends

As long as I am moving I will survive
for motion keeps me in perpetual light
I travel to the furthest stars
just to say my hellos

The word of kindness is taking me
that's why I pray every day
for I am the defiant kind
that never dies

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The fire rages within me I need to transcend
I must not go super nova, not yet
all the doors are open
which arena do a step in

I am a fragile man of heart
I'm reaching out to touch faith
my lord give me the strength to carry on
I will always step to the side for you

Let my sad cabaret play out
watch as I rise and fall in art
I will sing in pure freedom
as I do in my poetry

I will range far and wide
I will proclaim I am a star
the neon kind
dark as I am

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am talking to god again, after all this time
we had a fall out many years ago
now we are friends again
really good friends again

He was the one who taught me
the game of nought's and crosses
but lets pass over all that
I **** no more

I will never again turn my back on him
never again will I deny him
for he is my strength, and his gift is
Love, compassion impervious and divine

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

So long have I been on this lonely planet
so long a castaway on distant shores
so far from home
I pine no more

I build my castles in the sand
make them fleeting just for man
for this Robinson Crusoe is shy
to reveal himself, he would rather die

This is my island I call home
without claim I have a zone
and this holy place
I with conviction call home

For I am a castaway
one of Gods voices
and I stay
another castaway

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

We closed the doors
and did jump out of the window
in club red wine twenty eight

She was wearing sheer black stockings
I was banging the drums for her
we were sweet red wine twenty eight

She bit my lip and made it bleed
as we fell to the ground hurting
I called her a *****, so she slapped me

We came from the same schooling
had graduated with our own
blood fuel, red wine twenty eight

Shatter pavement just by looking
we did laugh as we fought
who would get who
who would be caught

We took it to the streets
no prisoners would we take
for we came from havoc
from, club red wine twenty eight

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Miss Cross she's the boss
she was my instructor
she fed me the bible
and I ate it up

Like a good boy should
like a good boy should

She made me a halo
hung it over my head
and at that moment, I saw heaven
above and beyond

She told me of obedience
I told her of kindness
and she would cane you
if you made her cross

Oh she's the boss
that bully Miss Cross

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I keep my shield close to me
my sword out to **** the enemy
always forward, for retreat is a forgotten word
all I need is my love, my spiritual Autumn eve

So I will dance for her in words of wisdom
make our love and souls come to sweet communion
how funny yet tragic I'm old before my time
I know you will never decline, so be mine

This is my moment of want and will
to keep you away from any ills
for you are honoured, I have temples for thee
so by soul and soul get close to me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The tide washes in and cries to silence
like my love for you, just in and out
for you turned my heart to jellyfish
you know that I was never starfish

I wish you had never treated me eel
my contribution to you my Dover soul
why do you clam up on me baby
I am so in tuna with you

Like a horse in the haddocks
I have porpoise with you
so why are you squid in
you know, I am in love with you

Baby, going back to the deep blue


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The failing inhospitable kingdoms
where the cross does not now stand
I see myself walking in the valley of kings
where the ancient sands of wisdom do hide

Collecting the particles, it matters
said a voice made of red sweet wine
for the chalice that was shattered
is a grail still wanted by all my kind

I don't want to turn to ashes yet
I have a few prayers before I forget
to the moons sweet glow I will sing
never to be heavenly realms reject

My quest is holy and pure
all the pain I will endure
if I find his chalice
then bury my ashes


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh arboreal creatures
keep natures secrets
as mankind chops
and drags your foliage cities away
to make the rich and famous
furniture for their delight

You leap through the greenery
as if you had the clarity of wings
and in the tree tops
where the rain does first fall
you quench your thirst
in the kind arms of bromeliads

From Monkeys to Gibbons
to cute Butterflies
you skim the treetops
as if in blue skies
what a pity that most of you
will never be discovered

Pity the voices
of those that cannot talk
but hear the panic
as they chatter and squawks
hear them buzz
love their ways

For soon all will be gone
and us on the way


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Never invited but yet we are here
most have respect and never fear
a tribe of wonders
with a touch of the mystic

Will tell you your fortune
with silver crossing over
weathered faces
with the weight of the world

Nomadic hardened creatures
with wirer reputations
living tooth and by nail
a daily struggle in a computerised world

So build that fire Boy
take that fence up
burn it on the fire Boy
let them know we don't care

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

One day I will run out of tears
hopefully one day foolish me
sometime soon I will kick that bucket
and cry my way to heaven of maybe hell
whatever I so don't care
silly me foolish me

Bitten far too many times
like a star struck teenager
I go head over heels mode
and break my own heart
yet whatever happens
I'll be foolish me

In this most happy of Octobers
I will sing sweet straight from the heart
and when it rains
I will dance naked
looking to the heavens
oh wild foolish me

I have an insane appetite
an urge so bad to write
I think I'm getting better
but, hey do I really care
I'm poetry's *****
oh cool, foolish me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Planting Maples of deceit
in the valley of lost hopes
the child of despondency
sings in embroiled leaves

Hoping to find shade from the midday sun
hoping to one day to be someone
he can be a self indulgent prat
but he does not mean harm and all that

He is just a kid in a storm
who lost his mother
and lost his father
and can not find his way home

By Christos Andreas kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The purser can still hear the cries
on that night, on the cold seas
the haunting shouts in the darkness
muffled shouts of help the helpless

That terrible night that the lady sank
when the lights went out replaced by stars
waiting and praying in the darkness
waiting for rescuers some just for release

In a distant lifeboat a child was sobbing
Mummy please wake up Please
and they turned her over the side
giving a hand to the next in the water to survive

The ship unsinkable
was a ship sinkable
made to the depths of the sea
with chilled patrons liken to you and me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Susan said not to worry
yet her face was blackened
and dust still hung in the air
and we had lived through it

Rubble was everywhere
so I held her hand
kissed her cheek
and smiled with what teeth I had left

She pulled me to my feet
and she started to cry
a lump came to my throat
and bravely I swallowed

They hit us bad Susan
we have to hurt them back
picking on civilians
soab mother Fkers

So we rallied to the call of war
and bombed the *******
and become mother fkers
liken to them

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My insecurities leave me broken
wonderful is my self doubt
and if I needed an assassin
then I am him to **** me

So many times I have reservation
that I can't go all the way with you
yet there is a spark within
that pulls me and makes me

Like the bulldog spirit
I will endure in this fight
I am battle friendly
a masters in war arts

Even my own look at me as a fool
well fair play to them I am
yet I will carry on
like the naff films I loved

For I start in black and white
and wait for my colours
by the last of days of Earth
I will still stand and fight

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This is where night begins
by the light of the moon
pale is the land in it's glow
all seems so subdued

I watch you walk to the temple
palms seem to bow to you
as you go to worship
my temple is I worship you

I sit in the scented gardens
where once the gods did stand
and I wait for you
waiting with baited breath

You my goddess of wonder
my light in the darkness
you're touch is a blessing
by the light of the moon

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I've got the *******
that fellow called time
and I'm goner waste him
as he did waste my time

Oh cruel trickster
to make the latter me
feel complete yet now I fade
how wicked is time, I'm full of rage

Did you think I would not catch you
you horrid jester of fate
I will write like a ******
before all is to late

But before that
I am going to shake the **** out of you
your misdemeanour's in the first degree
make me work for my poetry

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She looks into the mirror
she's not as young as yesterday
stay with me for a while she weeps
for soon it's time to walk the streets

All she has are memories of hardship
as her make up she'd just put on
runs slowly down her face
another night of work to her disgrace

Picking up her tattered bag
full of plastic protection
she heads out numb
for her night has just begun

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This is a party for the old and wise
a rave up with rich tea and biscuits
all talk of many years past lessons
I sit intently wanting to all learn

In their austere faces
I see the child within each
such wise ladies that mother me
give me freedom and never smoother me

I keep to my cup of Earl Grey
taking in everything they say
maternal goddesses
wise as Delphi's Oracle

It's a vertebral feast
to listen to history
knowledge can make a man
guided by women right

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I wipe the sweat from my brow
let my thoughts take over me
honest as one can be
in a pit of golden serpents

This cold reptilian world
claims what they had lost
we mammals scurry and dig deep
a chance of Earth we can keep

To the great whales
to the tiny shrews
our warm blood
our endothermic ways

Warm within our hearts
guardians of our sweet Earth
here humankind
gave glorious birth

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This state of big brother
this war that must be raised
never wanted to fight from within
but this now is civil war

Britain will be a war zone
I wish so this was not the fact
but they have pushed us too far
so it's time to fight back

They are breaking the poor
putting them under jack boot mentality
I and fellows of England
will fight them to the end

Their never build enough prisons
to contain us all
and I will be happy to be
a nations political prisoner

Never thought I'd fight my own
but they have pushed us too far
if hero of this civil unrest
then deemed, it must be

So our choice
is we have none
so it's our inner war
I'll be that fifth columnist

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He leaves his window open
so the cool sea breeze wafts in
he's curtains gently flutter
kissed by nights marine winds

He's on an ocean of thought
with waves of passion
smashing into the shoreline
with no abatement

He's riding sea horses of dreams
dancing on the crest of white horses
holding tight to the reins
with fetlocks all a flowing

What must be must be
the blue waits for he
this is his calling
the call to the sea

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The trees in the valley do now shed their leaves
trinkets of gold, crimson and sunlight yellow
they coat the ground in carpets of wonder
oh how beautiful is this land, so mellow

It's time to bring the timber in
time to rekindle the fires
make haste to fill the larder
as daylight soon will tire

Get the thermals to the ready
as winter comes, they will be needed
and when Mr Christmas arrives
with brandy and biscuits he'll be greeted

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Megan's numbers were everywhere
where ever she looked see saw them
Two pints brought to her door
One pint at number Four

Numerology was her favourite pastime
Twenty years now and still an avid fan
even her birthday was magic to her
it was Seven of the seventh seventy seven

When young she counted to Ten
before she even could walk
some say she is slightly odd
counting on fingers whilst walking the dogs

All I saw was another master of numbers
a master of the scientific arts
and when she got older
me and her were never apart

She'd tell me I was a fool, to chuck it all away
I'd say Megan read my numbers today
that would keep her quite
for these were Megan's numbers

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Come gentleman if we must lets duel
take the false masters off
would you want to die a fool
pick up you're sword let's duel

I will make a bargain with you
if I win against the odds
give me the merit to write flurries
and mark me no more

Let the dust settle
and battle commence

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Being a UD means nothing to me
an undesirable, whatever please
stop if you want freedom of speech
if freedom you don't truly preach

Let's hear it from the sides Babylon
let's see the truth never Ions wrong
let the truth out jah basket
and give your righteous licks

Make time when you want to
you know you need to, have to
and when you come down
near by Brixton town

You see the poor in the streets
wicked Babylon complete
and the people that live here
are not as white as sheets

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I stand in this room of echo's
and here I will stay
lonely and defeated

What is a good heart
when all around you is hatred
my amour is falling apart

In this hall of love I am lonely
in this hall of love i am broken
and tears run down my face

Please God help me
help me have the strength
the strength to die

Lonely and defeated
in this hall of love
may I die

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It's not nice to swallow a fly
I've done that a few times
I hope it was not my breath
that made them career to their deaths

It's not nice to step in dogs do
I've done that a few times
It makes me feel really sick
trying to wipe it off with twigs and sticks

It's not nice to get a wasp in your hair
I've done that a few times
I thought one time it was a piece of foil paper
when I pulled it out, Jesus! did I get a surprise

It's not nice to write about these things
it makes me go all a quiver
I've lost my appetite now
I'll forget about my dinner

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She sits in the corner
but she is no rag doll
for it's hallows night
and her eyes are of red glow

She is a child of nightmares
she is willing to give to you
scarecrows bow before her
she holds dominion in their hollow eyes

It hurts say the frogs of despair
but no one hears their croaks
as she kicks them aside
and screams her commands to the night sky

Timber wolves bay in the distance
echoing fear to all that dwell in their land
and the rats of dictation
burrow deep under ground

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The girl was as crazy as they come
she was for anything new and dangerous
her mantra was, live it fast and live it hard
in her back pocket the ace of spades, her card

When she got that wicked crooked smile
many a man would with haste run for miles
her devious ways were something to be desired
she was a burn out baby that I did truly admire

Her knife throwing skills were second to none
she would say, hold your **** and prepare to run

Even to me that woman lived it fast
I thought she'd kick the trails and last
I would bring her back if I could
Little Miss X dying in the hood

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I listened to the voice of my Delta
oh did she sing sweet in seven and nines
then went out to play with many a human
and made all I spoke to, sweetly smile

It's taking me back to the 12th planet
the place that I truly belong
for when I leave with my Angels
all of us will be gone

Oh how mighty is my Lord
my king of all I am
oh yes my sweet Delta
your prince has come to arms

They are in retreat sisters and brothers
for this is a claim, we are winning the Angel wars
I need no body guards children of Eve
for I can truly hold my own

by Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Making Poetry A Religion

It's nice to be a busy little bee
stops me thinking to much about me
for all I do is work my cotton socks off
to be the one I want to be

Is it hard for me, no me thinks not
just part and parcel of being a poet
you have to push forward and never look back
and care not for any silly snide attacks

The green flag has fallen to my feet
the petals of Gods blessings have called
to the glory of sweet poetry
I lay waste to my lords path to meet me

Then in the shadow of the Neon sun
I will kneel to my lord and kiss his feet
for he is my flagship of pure light
and I will always honour him

How much war can I take
far more then you could ever know
for I fight in blazing skies
and deep frozen snows

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris