ROULA POLLARD
DISCOVERING YOU,
RIVER OF MY HEART
You, flower over the entire sea, my
heavenly river
modern cartographers did not know
you
existed, but I knew you. The
humankind
might never know
the location, the depth of your
heart.
How do I learn a man’s heart? Been
a mystery
even knowledge of all time does not
teach me.
Only by intuition a glimpse at your
eyes
relying on the right hemisphere of
my brain
until suddenly my heart made you
familiar
by affection of faith.
You are different
sea flower of my heart, my heavenly
river
when I discovered you on my life’s
flow
by divine intuition, you were, you
are
a river of love.
Now, my man river you live in my
soul, blue hope love action
full of life’s water, next to the
water’s woods
planted with palm trees. Your love
blue river, surrounds the world
you a river of our love
blue universe of love
my inner peace.
© Roula Pollard
A POEM IS A KISS ON THE HORIZON
A poem,
my poem, is a
kiss on the horizon
voice from red lips in
love, expectancy as time
as energy runs on lips
lips, as in lovers' dream
a time comes, blessed time
when a healer utters a prayer
hope grows on my knees, as prayers
as red geranium hanging from a
balcony
express gratefully the gratitude of
their
heart, when the sea enjoys her
blueness
when seagulls find their food in
the sea
when waves roll on their own
happiness
here-there comes a time for
humankind
to recover its mind, as it always has tried to do
and waits, awaits, as sea waves
move forcefully
A seagull says "Mankind needs
urgently a cure,
to awaken from its fever, fears,
its rising heat
of clouds-wars, mankind needs
another peaceful dawn
a cure, multiple cures, research,
even better a miracle"
a seagull says, as I send a poem
kiss to the horizon
© Roula Pollard
IT RAINS LOVE,
ON THE ACROPOLIS
Rain has a scent like eucalyptus
mixed
with lavender, mint, thyme,
love with rosemary. Strange
clouds above Athens today
the Acropolis’ serene strength
empowers all with its sun of hope.
This scent from the past inspires
like a personal treasure
always eager for a new destination
with love. Tourists in pilgrimage
like bees on flowers. Will it rain?
Strangeness is a common place in
our time.
The sun has many colors, so does
hope.
Olive trees familiar with Peace ascend
antiquity
grasshoppers share their green
promises
on wild flowers spreading their
abundance.
This is my home. Wherever I wander
I return here, inside the fragrance
of Greek times
inside the spirit of my ageless
country, ageless
like endless time. I ascend eons of
history, I feel its pulse.
Did you hear the weather forecast
today?
“All is fine, sunny intervals with
rain of hope”.
Do not take your umbrellas,
celebrate with me, in Athens
as it rains abundant Hope with love
on the Acropolis
©
ROULA POLLARD
ROULA POLLARD was born in Greece; she studied History and
Archaeology at the National and Kapodistrian University of Athens and obtained
an M.A. in Classics at Leeds University in England where she lived for 25 years
establishing her international appearance in Letters. She is a Greek
inspirational poet, writer, translator, literary promoter, social and
environmental activist. She has received international Poetry awards and
participated in many international festivals. Her work has been included in more
than fifty International Poetry anthologies and published in various literary
magazines around the world, along her personal engagements, she promoted the
work of more than 200 poets, writers, and artist worldwide. Roula has published
three Poetry collections in Greek: “Presence”, “Silence Points”, “The Birth of
Beautiful Time”, also, her poetry collection in English “Century of Love” has
been translated into Telugu. She is translated in French, Italian, Spanish,
Albanian, Hindi, Urdu and Telugu. Her Poetry, through the themes of love and
healing, war, hope and peace deals with social, environmental, political and
humanitarian issues.
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