It was a warm sunny morning
so I went for a stroll in the park
and ******* if I did not spy
an elephant by a tree striping bark

Suddenly it turned and with a cry
it did trot slowly up to me
how sweet was the little animal
I picked up my pace and it did follow me

So I took the lost creature home
just about fitted through my front door
I took it into my kitchen
lucky I did as it relieved itself all over the floor

So as I went to get a bucket and mop
and then I did hear a tremendous crash
rushing back to see what had happened
the creature had crashed through my back door
and was eating the flowers in my garden

I pushed the fellow with all my might
to get him out of the neighbours sight
after cleaning up his watery mess
I left him there and went to bed
and when I did awake he was laying by my head

Next day I did know what to do
I picked the phone up and called the zoo
they came with a truck at midday
and I waved goodbye as they took him away


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Those ****** cotton moths get everywhere
in my silk shirts and even in my underwear
I am not one to **** little creatures
but with these critters, I'm making a stand

I washed all my attire
with the vigor of earth wind and fire
yet knock me sideways as a cyber goth
I can't get rid of these ****** cotton moths

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I bet as I buy you
oh silly silly little things
I am his right hand
and called by his command

I rebuilt all of my Lord
if you have any sense fear me
for I am a master of war
see all my beaten scars

Think me idiot boy
just a toy you can push
when you are honey
into your poetic bush

Let me taste Neptune
that womanly smell
that hot honey ***
that gushes from your lips

So as I dance with you
in a hormonal stance
you know kit kit
I am broken no longer

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

There she laid in soft coral white sand
she a mermaid a subject in the sand
her eyes were as blue as Greek skies
but it was the heart within I did desire
for we had felt each other in our hearts
when she called me from the sea
I was the one to give her the kiss of life
when she spat sea water and choked
she held my arms as she would be my wife
my God what was I thinking when I did
She was a subject in the sand
and all she wanted of me was
oh my, it was kipper cheeks
and ****** chicken lips
have you heard a mermaid scream
I tell you never do
she was a wicked Sea Cow
like, you know ... Meow
By Christos andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They were a band blues out of control
they always played together
did Rough Bone Johnson
and the succulent feathers

They rocked a joint to it's knees
girls would shower them
with knickers and keys
and of course addresses

Man, that cat Rough Bone Johnson
and the succulent feathers
they made rock and roll
so dig a grave and roll over

They could of been famous one day
but they are called
come Capitan join us
for you and sisters are called

Rough Bone Johnson
he I knew was a saint
but he will say hell no
hell no I an't

Hush, time to go
Mister Johnson
for you are recalled
recalled back to war

No more singing now
or maybe evermore


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Little particles of death
these little plastic perils
everyday an unrelenting march
to coast to meet the sea

Most are your convenience holders
your shopping trolley puppies
which in the end are discarded
condemned trash for dumps there be

Watch the mountain of bags decay
turn into slurry and on their way
their unfortunate mission
to suffocate oceanic life

Our seas are becoming plastic soup
choking life in the blue
to a desolate lonely
plastic death


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Love from above
love so orbital
the glare of the sun does ignite you

You glow in the cool of the night
you are my orbital passion
as gentle as the moons pale milky glow
I hold you in my sights waiting for tomorrows sorrows
when my love you will be out of my sight

I want your blood in my veins
I want the howling to begin
I want the whispers of love
that by command I do obey

We are matched by the stars around us
they call to us and make our dreams come to reality
you have become my orbital love
as now you always revolve around me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She must greatly love me
for she dressed in black for me
I am proud to hold her hand
I am her bad boy and she's my dame

We do crazy stuff
as we relive our youths
the time when me and her
had f*king sht life's

We dance across clear waters
and smile at my sister sun
she bathes my feet and back
whilst she is dressed in black


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

A chess game with Death
oh I am so pleased
I had a random pole check
you seem to never think of women

Are you scared that they give birth
is that why they scare the crap out of you
better bite down
for we are the fury

Sit back and relax
let us do Gods bidding
my slow black cloaked fellow
see how swift we do his work

Fear comes in many forms
some in goodness and light
for the beckon of trinity
now for angels do fight

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am her fury from the stars

yes that broken man here

sit down and listen

for her beauty has something to say



I am one of the good ones

I mean no harm, I just protect

now you have made me

**** bajo testosterone



I care not to love

you did break my heart

I do not love you

so just leave me alone



Get on with your own life

I don't want to know you anymore in love

yet I will still call you friend

by the orders from above



I will nod and talk to you

but my life will not be with me

you have burnt any hope

I hope you find redemption





By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

From the war mighty
across the unforgiving seas
all I have done is thought of is you
and the way it used to be

So as we do lay dockside
back in the lands we have always loved
my brothers carry me to my chair
it sits waiting for my coverage

No matter the outcome she'd whispered
she told me, she'd be here for me
in her letter stated when I boarded
I clutch her letter as I hear the sails folded

I slowly wheel myself up unforgiving hills
to I get to Gropecunt Lane
and in the shadows, as rat's scuttle past
I see my, my sweet,sweet love crying

In front of my love is a man's frame
bucking with her her in unison
as mist fell down in Gropecunt Lane
this was just another paying courtesan

By the wall in this narrow lane
stockings by her booted feet
if it was me, it would be a victors treat
yet I can't even lift myself to my feet

So I said not a word as I watched
I saw the tears of coal dust fall from her eyes
how could one liken to me....  a war child
how could I judge her, how could I despise her

She did cry as she did come
I used to be able to do that to her
but I sit in my wheelchair in Gropecunt lane
thinking and looking.... just half a ******* man


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

At five in the morning
you would hear her munching
scoffing down with milk and honey
she was a homicidal lip smacking queen

The eerie sounds
the moaning and groaning
it was enough to give you a chill
and your feet would curl by their own will

By the light of day
all the packets would be away
with not a trace of spilt milk
just honey dripping down the legs of the table

I'd ask her, have you been at the cereals again
no my love was the answer she would deliver
but she knew that I knew
she was a cereal killer


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Consider what fuels your love
what keeps that fire burning
is your love epic, written in the stars
or on the verge of extinction, like Mars

Would you walk in darkness for love
tread on the threads of opinion
call their misgivings to fault
make brave your convictions
with vindicating retorts

Could you with free spirit
call to angelic forces
bring light to those with dimmed eyes
the sad, broken and the fallen

Would you hold a hand in comfort
no matter their crimes
leave an echo of kindness for mankind
loving whispers of a good Earth

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh pleasant place
heart of this city, this square
on column high aloft
the hero of Trafalgar
stands proud with no fear
surrounding this icon of Britain great
four lions of freedom congregate
and hidden from the din of
avid hustle and frantic bustle
of this capital city
is the sound of two fountains
gushing blue waters
that at night look so pretty
my love my home my city.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolris

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 was sane once before they threw me out
into the blue black mad sea
I tried to clamber back in
but the ******* rowed away

Should I tread water
till another sanity boat comes my way
for I see a island over yonder
I think that will be the place I stay

I may build my own sanity boat
and cast it to the sea
wave it a good voyage
for in it will not be me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In the hive there is movement
for one of their kind has found the silver cross
just a scout of the second level
but the hive was deemed active and all took flight

Some of the first ones found the scout
and did beat on him asking where whom and why
but the scout did not fear loss
for glory he died for the silver cross

So many miles away
where all was good and gay
the children of light
did hear of this plight
and did send
all angels ends
the last glory
the test of nature

A machine of her light
blessed to heal yet fight
a creature of darkness
who would enthral some and delight

It coughs and splatters another page
it does state it's still somewhat alive
and goodness it's come here
to destroy the bastardises of the hive


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

As twilight did fall by moonlights call
the world seemed to end days all
she was in my arms
with my undying love
as twilight fell

Her words stilled my heart
gave me the silver to my good soul
I was never on my own
for she had saved me many times

She made me eternity
she made me her glory
she made me her quill
as twilight did fall

I stay in her castles of hope
knowing as twilight falls
knowing to heavens keep
I landed as twilight fell

I never was at war with you
you know me my kitten
you as a star lady
and me, deeded as a man

For as the twilight fell
and in the forest
through glimpsing specks of light
some could truly see one liken to sadness

So as twilight fell
I march to hell
once again
as humankind are my friends
and this war will never end

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Before I post this, I want to say a big thank you to all you wonderful poets that have read me
I have left alink for you lovely few and thank you my skilled pens X



The mornings song was sapphire and crisp
6.30 in the morning did his wristwatch give
he looked at the face besides his pillows
tears in his eyes, liken to a weeping willow
He wanted so not to wake her
to tell her it was time to dress
he wanted to tell all was well
and walk out with her hair all in a mess
Her thoughts were the same
if he wakes me he will have his self to blame
for she did not want to leave him
but her departure was near
An hour later both with her cases in their hands
got a black cab from Kings Cross to the Strand
and by the gates of platform 10 kissed for the last time
for never would these two hearts see each other again.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

 May your hearts fly to the stars. VVV Poetry forever

Out of his house he comes
the man from 20 Brick Road
He's a curious old chap
with his ivory cane and top hat

He waves at his cat
where by window it's sat
and the cat mouths back Meow
waving it's slender tail

Always two hours of endless shopping
if hungry there's a cafe to pop in
he's an amiable man, always tipping his hat
gets giblets from the butchers for his lovely cat

Then home he strives
with a smile on his face
knowing his cat
will be still in it's place

So that is 20 Brick Road
I wonder who lives at 22

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Know this rose I give to you
my love in blood for you
just one more battle I promise
forgive me if I don't come back

You don't need to know all my names
it is applicable for I love you
yes sweet child of eve
I am one of them

I will fly my banners
and I will think of you
and if I do survive
I will make love to you

Know I am one of the kind
one of the good
and if I fall
so will my brother and sisterhood
but before battle
I want to tell you I love you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My love is in moments
I make time for tears for you
you are my lust my desire
I am broken without you

If this is the cost
then so be it
for poetry is my love
the only one I truly trust

She gave her hand and heart
I will make proud her art
she saved me when I was lost
and I am proud to be her loving star

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I did break the chains of time
making havoc most profound my crime
making fast my assent
in the name of knowledge

Time does now move forward
you to me it is standing still
and I am alone but proud
on this ******* anthill

So **** my dust
I do not turn to rust
from pen or quill
I mean to enthrall and chill

A man of steel
with much of a crazy zeal
with much death in his eyes
and projections that you will feel

Time does move forward
blindly onward
but I am standing still
on this ****** anthill


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka Neonsolaris

I'm a tree hugging green

one of natures best friends

she' put me on her face book

I put her on mine, then pressed send

I can't wait to go back to Cyprus

ride those dolphins again

feeling the wind on my face

God I love that beautiful place

Her sapphires skies smile so kindly

as I leap and bound in her warm waters

my friends will click and squeak

as the suns rays kiss my cheeks

Man, I am so ready to go, totally stoked

let's get a ticket on line

I have a date with nature

and she will do me fine

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh I am in one of those strange moods
a mood that is rather uncontrollable
it's an automatic reaction
when I am in times of stress

It's like a shut down situation
on one of my highest lows
this sweet state of me
this my private crucifixion

The silver city awaits me
to not go would be so rude
so I will deny them not
whilst in this strange mood

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Night was falling fast
touches were being lite
up to the hut of Bess Brown
who was deemed to be a witch

They pulled her spitefully from her bed
sticks in hand they beat around the head
tying her slender hands behind her back
they cruelly dragged her back to town

A witch finder had been called
because of all the gossip told
that Bess Brown talks to her black cat
and feeds him blood from on her lap

This I knew to be not true
it was all lies from a hateful few
throwing her down on muddy ground by the town clock
some small children started kicking her to the stocks

How normal folk change in to wild beast
screaming for her blood and death
so they tied her to a pole, burnt her to the ground
that was the trial of poor Bess Brown


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I find it amazing that people eat
larks tongues and chickens feet
black pudding that is dried blood
even goats hooves that have been dancing in mud

Some stuff down there gullets
pigeon pie and Chinese boiled puppy
washed down with snakes blood
from mister grubby's

These foods are surely gruesome goo
roasted crickets and honey ants pooh
never will I eat these foods, never will I be caught
all I know is that, this is food for thought.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

As the wind does dance
singing from the treetops
calling to the rain of change
giving relief to the lands

Worry not my dear heart
for I am truly one of them
a storm bringer
and truth seeker

In shadows I do hide
all my names never known
as the wind does dance
so do I in silent purity

They say gods come in many forms
some as unassuming as a cat
but some in insult come back in human form
now just think about that


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The bridge is breaking
which side to should I run
my question is
why is the bridge breaking

As the treaty is over
and now I can act and say my way
why now my brothers and sisters
why now is the bridge breaking

No matter what you try to do to me
I have a come back with no discrepancies
oh pity you and the guards that did nothing
it's our time now, for the bridge is breaking

They now know her part of art
planned to not break this apart
for glory to life we are now fighting
as we see the bridge is breaking

Prima mors
vestri optimus inferrent
propter hoc Angelus
significat ad vos distroy

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

How much can I say I love you
how many tears have I shed for you
please let me leave now
back into your kind arms

I don't want to see this through
please understand I love you
I want to leave my Lord
I want to be back into your kind arms

Take me now my sweet Lord
for I am so dislocated
I need you so very bad
I want your kind arms around me

My faith for you
my blood for you
please let me end this
and come back into your kind arms

I will always be misunderstood
a crazy fool from the hood
I would finish myself if I could
just to be back into your kind arms


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

I lay with Ariel under my pillow
as I have missed the boat on many occasions
to the bliss of that sweetest repose I endeavour
to dream back in the kingdom I did come from

I lay with Ariel under my pillow
for it is like a prayer book to on liken to me
I break my body to go the way
of my dark and honoured classic poets

I lay with Ariel under my pillow
worry not that I have lost the plot
for all I have created is to my death
as all I have given to you will be my lot

This is why I lay with Ariel under my pillow
if you asked for the enlightenment in my heart
I would tell you to hush your mouth
for me and Ariel do never part

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Born in the midnight of stars
with the provocative mantra of Mars
a shadow keeper
the dream sleeper

A creature of creation
star child in the making
a solid entity
being not yet being

Dead heaven within
dead heaven without
lord that gave me many names
but did not give me my ****** wings back again

I did never cast you aside
nor my fleet by your side
so I plea with you , and not parly
that in heaven I should reside

I better you many times
charity unbound
yet you still abhor me
in all that I do

Yet here I stand, my love
so standing in utter defiance
don't you dare spit in my face again
for I am Neon Solaris


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He rises once again
into the cool air
the lone hunter
with prey unaware

Oh wonderful creature
with plumage so bright
metallic blue on your back
and chest of brilliant white

I truly would give
my last moments of life
to fly in the big blue
and cut air like a knife

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The telex caster flickers on
and the chap from the BBC, states
the last of the balloons are erected
we are ready for lift off

Slowly the land pulls away from the earth
time to rule Britannica most glorious
going where the winds takes us
and where we land, we will take as ours

Using only sound weapons
and the whispers of cold winds
we are so ready to take seizers
for this is airship Britain, full of lunatics

All don their red jackets
men, women and even children
no more muskets or marching
for this land is made for fighting

We are the now the Kunstprodukt
so ready for war, and so wanting
ready to take back what we have lost
this is battle of airship Britain

Only the elite will attire in black
for they are the ******* warriors
and they will jump into action
before we land, and play dangerously

We will rule where the wind takes us
for Britain is not on the map
and soon we float over to you
and land on your ****** lap


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The fire burns bright within my heart
give me this time my request
let my body and soul still keen
spell in works of holy wonders
make me now your vessel
enpower me as you have before
make my light your light
your darkness my darkness
give me all your beauty and might
with pen in hand call me to write
I have given my temples to you
the loyalty to carry on the fight
My Sweet Lord of Beauty and Might


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The wind blew over the beach
the palms swayed and a seed did fall
it rolled down the baking beach
then was met by waters cool

Slowly it bobbed out to sea
on a journey it's kind have done before
an epic journey of endurance
till it comes to kinder shores

Whilst it travels through waters deep
small fish hide in it's shadow
and invisible they hope to keep
from menacing predators below

This beacon of hope
in the void of the sea
will reach land soon
to grow into a tree

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She had balance of voice and sung so sweet with serenity
denying the need of a safety net or a rope around her waist
her family waited at the other end and had included her friends
she danced over the precipice with a wicked smile and style
and singing all the way, this sweet mystic magical tightrope singer

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

FLY 2013

Put him back in the deep freeze
who let out FLY 2013
I want their number
so I can dismantle them

I won't let you're black hollow eyes deceive
one of you are accountable
I will work back in numbers
and with a 7 19 scanner find you

We built our armies in the dark
should all our work be for nothing
who activated FLY 2013
this is nothing more then conspiracy

Note that work loads are doubled
it's all out production
remember we are building nothing
there is no FLY 2013


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


Mr Death

I starve myself of oxygen
getting closer to death
I see his face
and he smiles at me

He is the mirror image of me
just not as hateful
his eyes are bloodshot
mine are as black as Hell

He see's the light
I hold tight in my hands
Death never saw this coming
a lord of love, with holy child in hand

I stand over Mr Death
grab his scrawny neck
pull on his spine
and twist his nasty head

Now Mister Death
who the f**ks dead



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


Blood Letting

Every day I tear this body apart
then I I do some blood letting
I let my warm blood
flow over my naked body

I wriggle in my clotting blood
liken to Eve before the flood
I am mother
and I am father

I cut deep into my veins
a psychotic madman
one of the lost
dead to the world, dead with a plan

Blood letting
yet never forgetting
that you are next
for the blood letting


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

There is a forest near Boggle Lakes
go there if your fancy does take
for within the forest I tell you, you're see
the amazing and spellbinding Kitten Tree

The meows are deafening
as you get close
in the fruits of summer
'tis when they spout most

They fall to the forest floor
it's just ******* galore
just purring and scratching
meowing and hatching

So if you have time
just give us a line
tell me what you saw
near Boggle Lakes


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2010 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Temporal distortion
the folding of space
in a blink of an eye
the Solar Eclipse
makes her maiden voyage

She is an engineering wonder
pride of mankind's invention
stellar drive just ticking over
a hyper sweet machine

4,000 years after the Apollo flights
man can reach every star
Earth had survived
it's ravages and scares

So to the stars wonders of God
To the Stars


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I've got a big red bus in my yard
I won one night playing cards
I always dreamed of having one
to travel in it around the world

I'd take some friends with me
so I would not get so lonely
I'd fit it out smart
make it nice and homely

I'd kit it out in sections
a big bed to have *** in
and by the spiral stairs
somewhere to throw the underwear

Down stairs I'd have a diner
a cooler to store the wine in
I 'd make it the best tour bus
why not come and join us


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She was one from the outer lands
with a myriad of creatures at her command
her voice could cut and stripe
that venus, that leader bleeder

She could vent passion like a solar flare
yet she looked so **** in her underwear
my sweet monster from outer space
sweet leader bleeder, no one could take her place

Her talented beauty
her manipulations a living art
she comes from the same place as myself
she is a true leader bleeder of the dark

If I had less time
I would truly finish this rhyme
but I'm a leader bleeder too
so really in all honesty, just love you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He devotes all of his time
he even dreams rhymes
he's pushing himself hard
and nothing but death can stop him

He's an obsessive lover of the art
a creature of light and dark
he prays daily for the strength
and he will go to any length

He's lost a few friends on the way
but that's their loss he does say
not one day does he not write
for him it's a religious fight

If you stand in his path
and dare to not let him pass
with all guns loaded
he will open a can of whoop ***

So don't think for one moment
not for you, them or anyone
that this creature of poetry
can ever be stopped

For his poetry is not just religion
but to this creature it is a crusade


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

No arms to guide their able minds
they make art a proud name
they paint with heart
with necks and legs strained

Many artists suffer with adversities
all with the curse of mind or body
but they strive to show they can
wanting to be complete like any other man

I myself have seen some of their paintings
whom were cast from mouth and foot
I am humbled by their skill
and hurting in this unkind world

May the curtain never fall
let the brave be mentioned
in the epitaphs
of what man can be

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

As the sea recedes and calls
I grab the shells I collected
and I make their colour deep
from the tears that flow from my eyes
and all the dreams I had are just ripples
in a sea of distrust and troubles
the moon smiles over me
and casts kind shadows
but yet I cry
and wish to die
Again and again
I wish to die

I am a Greek tragically in the wings
without an audience to perform to
the jester by my side stabs me with his fake knife
tells me I'm a sorry ***** and I could have a life
But yet I cry
and wish to die
again and again

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It's an imperfect world where the rocks are on the rocks
it's a lemon drop day with acid rain again
it's burning life stripping what's left of our trees
it's bringing our world to it's knees

It's like poetry or poker, play till you drop
it's crazy florescent rain that's killing crops
it's a gamble to call and bluff
it's the world that's had enough

It's time to put the brakes on, hold on tight
it's tragic but if we carry on
it's going to poison the soil
it's fact we'll lose this world


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The water bringer smiles in the ebony skies
hitting the world with icy snowballs to make it shudder
each time it's a learning curve
for out there is another mother

Whist you sleep snug in you're beds
think all the swells above your head
see some stars turn to solar dust
and planets of old Iron turn to rust

So many satellites of world destruction
wielding the might and unfeeling actions
could make day into night
and night still cold, cold as night

Feel the blaze of the midnight sun
feel the new moon and new ways
know that love is very universal
and that sinners always will pay


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Frozen fresh water
drifting across the ocean
melting in due time

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The reed bed is lush
as the stream trickles gently
mayflies dance with fish

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It can show your guilt
beading is a tell tale sign
confessions in sweat

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Waters of sorrow
in tears that fall from her eyes
then wet her flushed cheeks

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Oh Bromeliads
such nurseries for tadpoles
who do dwell within

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The sound of the sea
the crashing waves on shingle
oh sing natures wild

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The pitter patter
watching water trickle down
gazing at the rain

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A life protector
the bringer of all Earth's life
maker of the egg

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Her burden runs miles
dusty roads does she travel
water for mother

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Poison in rivers
fish bobbing dead on surface
such a waste of life


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris



By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I don't care for insults
I do stand alone
my restraint is me
for I will not attack

Come sudo friend
give it your best shot
for I have seen all before
and protect his fragile soul

Do you think I would leave him
My Husband of being
he is that part of me
don't fight me, for the sake of you

I do stand alone
so don't **** with me
for I really know
the laws of hurt

Run rat
Run and scurry
for I need not you
as another quarry

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The Crystal Lake

There was some frantic pounding at my door
it was just after morn summertime, around four
and there she stood wet and bedraggled
holding her neck as if she had been strangled

Her normal austere persona was diminished
she was uttering absolute gibberish
so I sat her down patted her crown
telling her I'd make a nice cup of tea

I did dare to look back
as I walked to the kitchenette
she had a hue of blue about her
something strange I surmised

After a sweet cup of tea
she did begin to tell me
told me something was going on
something strange is at the crystal lake

She grabbed my hand
pulled me off my chair
begged me with trembling lips
to come with her to there

She was running as fast as the fury of the winds of winter
I with much struggle, was just able to keep up with her
but her desperate pleas for me to hurry
did give me strength to carry on

As we reached our destination
it looked as the lake was on fire
for the crystal lake and sky
was bathed in sapphires

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)